The evidence was not good for Selma, but she decided to give up the petition with a reprieve to ensure that her son's surgery fees would not be crowded out by lawyers' fees. On the gallows, after fear, she held her son's glasses and indulged in singing. Perhaps only in the touch of the song, she could see all the blessings of healing, warmth, beauty, and freedom.
At the end of the film there is a line of subtitles "They say it's the last song they don't know us. It's only the last song if we let it be ." The plot and scenes light up the power and light of warmth and love everywhere:
Selma is hard-working, simple, slow and deeply loving. I always seem to see the image of the earth, the ewe, and the deer; the singing and dancing versions after each realistic plot are all Selma used. A world where you can retreat, run freely, and laugh your dreams weave for yourself. There, there is no cheating and betrayal, no greed and desire, no indifference and jealousy, and some are all friendly, caring and supportive - forgiveness (I recommend everyone to pay special attention to the song I'm that Selma and Jeff dance together on the bridge train track. ve see it all).
There are also female workers (applause for the old French beauty evergreen Catherine Deneuve!), female prison guards, these small female characters living in the ordinary class, a ray of sincere and simple friendship and the light and warmth of motherhood. There is also the kind of bravery that is willing to send out a voice of encouragement and support for the sisters, all of which bring tears to my eyes.
In this film, Jeff is a male figure representing love and female sympathy and supporters throughout the film. He is shy and limited in strength, but he is down-to-earth and sincere and infatuated. He seems to be silent and endlessly waiting for Selma. As long as she desperately completes the "most important thing" on her son's birthday, she can officially embrace her weak and tired figure in her arms. However, the end of the waiting is the weeping of the shadow through the soundproof glass of the prison visitation window. When he asked Thelma why she chose to give birth to and insist on raising her son when she knew she had a family history of visual disability, she smiled and said that she willingly walked through this doomed twist because of her love for the tenderness and beauty of holding a baby. The uneven road of loving his son; when he heard it, he burst into tears and said, "I love u." It was still an expression of restraint and restraint, but it was instantly moving and heartbreaking. I think I, like him, and them, will always remember Thelma's squinting eyes recalling the tender moment of holding the baby in her arms, bright and sweet.
No matter how much life is lost, how much it hurts, or how much it seems to be in a desperate situation, as long as there is true love in your heart, for those you love, whether in the world or in the kingdom of heaven, there is enough meaning and hope in life.
I choose to love beings who believe fearlessly wherever and whenever.
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