Human emotions are always so complicated

Zita 2022-04-19 09:01:57

Another journey of redemption. Who would believe that a poor old man in his 70s, leaning on two crutches and sick, drove his lawnmower for more than five weeks to more than 300 miles (nearly 500 kilometers) away to see him without contact for ten years Brothers? It's not actually made up, it's an adaptation of a true event! It's just a matter of life, and I wiped a sweat for him several times in the middle, but I can also understand that he has to rely on himself to see the last side of his life.

In the end, when he trembled outside his brother's door and shouted twice and no one responded, my heart trembled, and I prayed to God, let this poor old man see his brother one last time. The stubborn younger brother knew that the old man's eyes were red when he drove the lawnmower all the way to see him, and I cried too, how can people have such complex emotions, so that brothers can hate each other for ten years without contact, and let one of them Going alone for hundreds of kilometers just to see another one last time.

In short, it is a very good road movie, with plot, moving, pictures, music, perfect!

The most poignant line is when a young guy asks Erwin "What's the worst part about being old, Alvin?" Erwin replies, "The worst part of being old is remembering when you were young."

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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]