When your mind's made up...
late night. I tried my best to calm myself down, trying to leave something behind.
Numerous reviews, the film is simple.
Simple enough to have no twists and turns, just like a pale life in reality. The scene is so simple that there are basically only streets and rooms, with occasional street shots. So simple that we found out that the hero and heroine are just guys and girls, without names. The props are as simple as a guitar, a guitar with a hole in it. It took only 17 days to shoot and cost 180,000 euros to complete the production of the entire film.
Maybe it's because of its simplicity that it's so moving.
Ireland.
him and her.
Guy and girl.
Guitar and piano.
This is not a story. So there is no end.
He said, come with me to London. We can write songs together, live in a comfortable house, and take Ivonka with us, it must be great. Go for it.
She chose to go back. with husband and children.
She actually has a husband. A husband who doesn't understand her at all.
And he also had in his heart the ex-girlfriend who abandoned him and went to London.
It seemed that it was destined that these two should meet.
But it seemed like it was destined to have no ending. will not have.
do you love your husband? he asks.
She only said one sentence. A word of Czech he did not understand.
"The one I love is you."
However, he didn't understand.
he asked.
She will never say it.
A sad little stubbornness belonging to a woman.
When he went to London, she was sitting by the window playing the piano he gave, looking out the window and smiling like a child. The camera pans and we see her lovely Ivonka in the house sparring with her dad, smiling like a flower.
No holding hands, no hugs, not even kisses, the last time they got close.
There is no ending. But there is love. Only love you know.
She sings:
Are you really here?
Or am I dreaming
I can't tell dream from truth
For it's been so long
Since I have seen you
late at night. She took the CD and hummed softly through the streets.
Dim red light.
Few vehicles come and go.
Inside the white door in the distance.
Asleep her mother and child.
She sang:
If you want me satisfy me
If you want me satisfy me
, look it up.
In the end, she couldn't even sing on her own.
When you know I really tried
To be a better one
To satisfy you
For you're everything to me
There are not too many ups and downs, but it is so simple that it hits the heart.
When your mind's made up
If you want me satisfy me
what can we do?
Be grateful for the encounter.
Once, once, we are small, we meet in the vast universe.
We have met before.
Finally,
the scattered piano sound.
He also has her smile.
I touched my face, tears turned out to be warm.
As if to remember something.
Have you ever had those eyes and smiles before?
Bear that burden and happiness?
Will it be a long, long time later, inadvertently met another him?
and no longer lose.
It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.
Once. He and her once, only once in a lifetime.
When your mind's made up
If you want me satisfy me.....
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I don't know why, but after such a long time, when I heard falling slowly again, my initial feeling remained the same. My heart clenched, my nose sour, and tears flowed down so easily.
Looking back at this film, it was around June 2008. One night, I watched "Once" and "The Kite Runner". Between the two films, I wrote the text with tears in my eyes. After writing it, I kept it there. I always felt that some inner feelings could not be left through the text. . In addition to regret, I laughed at myself that I watched so many movies and was finally moved by such a simple story and love. Perhaps, as some people said, simple, but long-lasting.
In this noisy and unbearable world, everyone lives in fear. Fear of injury, fear of loss, fear of gain, fear of giving, fear of failure, fear of many things and many people.
Those who are afraid of their love and those who love themselves will eventually disappear into their own world like a bubble when the sun shines through the glass window one morning.
I am afraid of what I have always insisted on, and I will not hesitate even if I am smashed to pieces, until I finally see how unworthy it is. I
am afraid of true happiness from the heart, because those happiness will eventually become a thorn in my heart. If you touch it, it will bleed.
Afraid to have happiness, if you don't have it, you will never know that there is a heart like a knife in this world, and longing is sick. I once thought that it was just a gimmick of some books.
Extremely insecure, so I locked myself up.
I thought if I locked it up, I wouldn't get hurt again.
There will be no expectations, and there will be no episodes of disappointment and discomfort.
Life will be uneventful, and it will not make us feel short of breath.
But when the cold wind that let us dodge hit, I realized that I was wrong.
If everyone locks himself up and does not learn to love others bravely, will there be happiness in being loved in this world?
I know that in this world, there are always some existences that I have never experienced or believe in.
For example "soul". For example, "Alien". For example, "I'm not good at drawing, but I can become a cartoonist."
Or, more informally, such as "love at first sight".
D.
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