Last night, after watching this movie that was on my wish list for a long time, I saw the old man stroking the arm of the old grandmother and telling the unpleasant story of his childhood in the summer camp, and suddenly suffocating the old grandma with a pillow, I was The whole person cried uncontrollably, and the tears were uncontrollable. When I type these words now, there are still tears coming out immediately. Although the entire film is restrained, the audience can still understand and feel these emotions.
This movie is called love, and it is indeed about love. After the grandfather suffocated the grandmother, he dealt with everything, and he should also plan to go on a hunger strike. In the last scene, the grandfather suddenly found that grandma was healthy again, doing housework, and then called him to go out together. I thought it was the grandfather's hallucination. If I think about it today, it should be that the grandfather has gone too, and we can see him again after he goes. Healthy grandmother, live the life you want together.
I saw some short comments saying that this is not love at all, the old man and the grandmother are too fragile, because these things can't live and so on. But I can understand that in the eyes of this couple, love is based on ideological communication and resonance, and they can work together to experience the beauty in life. The grandma has finally entered an unconscious state, can they still be called people? Like other evaluations, the person lying there is no longer the person you loved, and the disease has taken her away from you. Seeing that she can no longer maintain her dignity as a human being, the grandfather has already felt the despair of the grandmother. Although it is possible, the grandma has no feelings anymore, but isn't this even more desperate? If a person has no sense of life, what should a living person do? Many people will choose to take care of them while complaining, while thinking that he will leave soon, but we will not kill him like the old man, because we love ourselves more, and we are afraid of being criticized by others and afraid of our own conscience. Blame, which is love?
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