Not recommended. I gave it to three stars because the picture is okay, and seeing Vermeer's studio reproduced in the film feels more subtle.
In the dog-blooded love story of modern YY, a group of characters, big and small, are not pleasing to the eye.
A girl whose aura was extremely inconsistent with the original painting appeared. I silently distorted the three views and covered my face in pain—it’s barely acceptable.
Unexpectedly, one after another, there will be masters who take the non-mainstream decadent route, the master's ecstatic yellow-faced wife and his mother-in-law, the wretched patron and old pervert, and the pork male spare tire who plays soy sauce from beginning to end...
My three views do not allow myself to be distorted to that extent. In fact, this is just the self YY of the literary youth in the skin of legends. I didn't see pornography in the whole play, but only saw the obscenity. Can you be a little more aggressive as a screenwriter?
At the end of the film, the portrait of the same name was fixed, as if he wanted to use the master's famous painting to draw a conclusion on this love. It's a pity that the breathtaking beauty of the famous painting only reflects the vulgarity of the movie.
Defiled art and defiled Vermeer.
I believe that there are some things that can last forever. I believe that purity and beauty will not be outdated in any age. I believe that art should be sincere, at least not shallow and self-conscious. Like I believe that the clouds in the sky are more than one color.
Classmates, raise your hands high, and don't make trouble with the Great God.
No matter how many years, nobility can not be changed, nobility is just nobility.
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