Be stubborn, maybe life will be easier

Catharine 2022-04-19 09:01:57

: Why did you drive this far? : I can't drive because of my bad eyes, and I hate people who drive, but I want to see my brother who has a stroke who hasn't spoken for ten years. : A kind person persuades a stubborn person. : If you had been in the trenches of World War II, you would have nothing to fear. The hitchhiker who was afraid to tell his family that he was pregnant, the farm family who helped repair the car, and the people who happened to meet at the cemetery, although they were all tools used by the protagonist to express his complicated life experience and truth, but when he confessed that he killed his comrades by mistake, he said that he This journey is for bridging the estrangement and summoning up the courage to meet my brother, it is not so far-fetched. More like atonement, and finding purpose and meaning. The most impressive is the lady who killed 13 deer in 7 weeks. She hysterically vented her frustration that she had done all the reminders but still killed the deer she liked, and also vented that she had to drive fast cars to and from home and work in life. helpless between.

On the road, the best thing is the unexpected surprise, which is not found in ordinary life, but it is what people have always pursued.

The shots are bland, even a little rough, but together with the soundtrack, it's an interesting story.

Many things are self-evident. Don't talk too much.

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The Straight Story quotes

  • Alvin Straight: Well, they may be mad. I don't think they're mad enough to want to lose you, or your little problem.

    Crystal: I don't know about that.

    Alvin Straight: Well, of course, neither do I, but a warm bed and a roof sounds a mite better than eating a hot dog on a stick with an old geezer that's travelling on a lawnmower.

  • Alvin Straight: Can I help you, lady?

    Deer Woman: No, you can't help me. No one can help me. I've tried driving with my lights on, I've tried sounding my horn, I scream out the window, I-I roll the window down and bang on the side of the door and play Public Enemy real loud! I have prayed to St. Francis of Assisi, St. Christopher too-what the heck! I've tried everything a person can do, and still, every week, I plow into at least one deer! I have hit thirteen deer in seven weeks driving down this road, mister! And I have to drive down this road! Every day, forty miles back and forth to work! I have to drive to work, and I have to drive home!

    [she looks at the open fields around her]

    Deer Woman: ...Where do they come from?

    [she kneels down and checks the deer's pulse]

    Deer Woman: He's dead.

    [she walks back towards her car]

    Deer Woman: And I love deer!

    [she gets in her car and drives off]