"I'll go to bed after eating the tomatoes, and I'll brush my teeth tomorrow morning." I thought so.
Then, I ate several more tomatoes.
When Alexandria came out holding her broken hand, carrying a small wooden box, and shaking her chubby body, I already wanted to rush over and bite her. Later, when Roy told her a story, the two of them pulled the curtain and snuggled together, looking at the two extremely beautiful faces, and I already gave the film a five-point anger in my heart.
and after. How could it be so good...
Alexandria stole the sacrament and broke half of it to Roy, Roy asked her: Are you trying to save my soul? Alexandria couldn't understand what a soul was, and asked what it meant over and over again in awkward English.
In the story Alexandria heard, Mystic came out of a tree, and there were many, many birds in his belly. After he eats the map, he becomes a map, and there will be many totems on his body. When he died, the bird flew out of his body.
I only see things like this when I'm dreaming. With my eyes open during the day, I can't think of it. So, I like it.
Alexandria ran into the hallway and cried when she saw a child killed by a snake in the hospital. She thought it was Roy when she saw the toothless grandfather died, ran over and pinched his toes and cried again.
Before that, she'd lied about her toes to keep Roy happy.
The story gets more and more tragic as Roy falls into the abyss someone gave him. Alexandria fell into a coma for stealing medicine for Roy, and Roy looked at Alexandria who was slowly waking up with a very complicated expression (actually I wanted to say, why is he so handsome!). Because of Alexandria, he couldn't take care of himself for the time being, but he couldn't get rid of it at all, so he began to prepare to kill everyone in the story, including himself.
One, two, three, Alexandria was already crying with anxiety. But Roy didn't mean to stop at all, tormented himself in order to live, and to live was to torture himself again and again. So he continued to cry about how the heroes of the story were killed one by one.
When I see a good story, I also have the habit of bringing myself into it. Like a person who exists in the story, witnessing everything happen. Through windows, door cracks, or pretending to pass by. But like a time travel, I dare not change anything, I only dare to watch. They cry and I cry, and they laugh at me. They were arguing, and I felt uncomfortable on the side.
But Alexandria is different.
She would steal medicine to get Roy to "sleep" even though she knew "stealing" was bad. Will randomly translate the conversation between Mom and the doctor in order to stay and listen to Roy finish the story. Then when she sees the mission of the story die, she will never stand by. So she went into the story herself.
Life is not an actor or an audience. Maybe there is a lot of helplessness. When I try to change my inaction as an audience and work hard to act for the plot I want to win, I find that writing a script is more interesting than passively accepting it.
Alexandria finally pulled Roy out, but the story still didn't go the way I thought it would. In fact, what can I think, what I think is just the end of the set, it is not really what I think.
Alexandria went back to pick oranges and Roy went back to acting.
They both fell into their own lives that had nothing to do with each other. There will be no more mutual rescue, but this fall is not a bad idea.
I don't know, anyway, I like this kind of cloudy movie.
It's not good to be able to dream when you're awake.
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