From middle age to old age, Kayton went through a process of seeing other people's lives fail as well as his own. His body has always been unhealthy, he will always produce feces of different colors, he will always twitch uncontrollably, and he has to go to the hospital for examination from time to time. His wife studies painting all day long, and every painting needs a magnifying glass to appreciate, just like a microscopic world, just like the microscopic New York City that Kayton later spent a lot of money and manpower to build. Catherine. Keener's wife is in a state of laziness, which seems to come from being tired of family life, and she even expressed to Kayton's psychiatrist that she fantasized about Kayton's imminent death so she could start over, so she ended up with The daughter left Kayton. And Kayton also has a young lover in a backwater family life. The daughter gradually grew up and became independent like every adolescent child, with tattoos on her body, which made Kayton very angry, because he always thought her daughter was still four years old, but now she is 11 years old. Kayton's family time seems to be stagnant, which is the result of subjective initiative, and everything about her daughter will always stay on the day she left, that year. The grown-up daughter even performed in the adult club, and Kayton looked at his daughter in agony outside the glass case, and he seemed to be berating himself for the breakdown of his relationship with his wife, for the effect they had on his daughter. That magical, automatically-updating pillow diary was the only way Kayton could learn about her daughter's growth. Kayton witnessed the death of his daughter in front of the hospital bed. It was the saddest moment when the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, not to mention his "four-year-old" daughter. Kayton has experienced several women one after another. They have a close relationship but they are all lonely patients. The house burning with flames and smoke eventually took the life of the hostess. Father, daughter, lover, died one by one. The arrival of Kayton was the only one who survived on crutches. The actor who followed him, imitated him, understood him, played him, jumped from an artificial New York roof and experienced a death in his place. He imitated Kayton for decades, the only time it was original because death couldn't be imitated. In one's life, only death is the last and one-time experience. No one is qualified to tell about death. About death is just anecdotal myths and stories, all of which are fictional art. Even if your daughter were to die in front of you, you couldn't portray real death, death was too great and unique. Kayton watched his actor die, the corpse of a man whose behavior and even the way of thinking was almost the same as his own. Would he think that the actor was making the choice for him that he had been longing for but hesitating? In how many moments in his life, he has enough reasons to die, including his weak body is also a message of death. The artificial New York he built with a lot of money and a large number of actors reproduce the course of his life, and the actors and the reality are seated one by one. While showing ambition, such masterpieces are also creating eternity, creating the eternity of his own life, and pursuing such an eternity. People must be people who think about death and fear death all day long. The inevitability of death makes people look for the meaning and continuation of life. Death is a spur full of motivation and energy. We are working hard to live. In pursuit of happiness, thank the beacon of death that illuminates your direction. Kayton said he knew how to make the play.
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