The Myth of Love in Paris

Vance 2022-04-22 07:01:39

Whether it's a myth or not, I would first recommend this film to anyone who is in love or tired of love, who doubts friendship or who doubts the good life. I can arbitrarily say that this is a very good movie. More directly, this is a textbook on life and love.
The film is called "Paris Love" (also translated "Paris, I Love You").
Some people may say that life is our own business, do we need to be taught by others? Love is a very personal thing, do you need someone to teach it? I thought I needed it, at least I needed it.
A film gathers 20 world famous directors, and a film tells 18 stories, have you seen it? no? It's my first time seeing it anyway.
Because there are so many, each story is only five minutes long, which is very short, as short as you can imagine. Such a short story, will it look good? I said, nice. Don't say it for now, and then speak after you read it.
These are eighteen short stories about love, friendship, and family affection. The people in each story are like in a simulated situation, like a dream, but so realistic. Those life scenes, those eyes, those burnout, those words, like our own. Once upon a time, or right in front of or around, didn't this happen -
a middle-aged couple, their relationship was in crisis. The man is tired of the woman wearing only the red trench coat for a long time, humming a song in the kitchen, and has a beautiful lover. On this day, he made up his mind to divorce, so he invited his wife to a cafe to talk about it. Unexpectedly, as soon as the wife sat down, the pear blossoms brought rain. He was taken aback, thinking that his wife knew. Anyway, it is a heart to the next, only one word: away. To his surprise, his wife took out a hospital notice that she was terminally ill (as if it was out of the ordinary). So the man stopped talking about divorce, and just pretended to treat his wife well until the wife left. Since then, he has changed, once in the sea, no longer in love.
——Does it have to wait until someone has a terminal illness before people wake up? Our human affairs are sometimes really unexplainable.
Another story takes place near the red light district of a man and a woman who are partners and lovers who have been together for decades, but face the problem of how to make it all start again. Dispute, even hands-on, until awakened by the singing of street performers: kiss me in the morning, kiss me for a million years; hug me in the evening, hold me by your side. We don't have a million years, and no one has a million years...
——The people in the play were moved, and the woman slapped the man again, but entered the door together. It's as if I haven't woken up yet, and I'm completely moved by a few simple lyrics. Yeah, who has a million years?
A mother lost her lovely son, was heartbroken, had hallucinations, saw her son, and since then has the strength to live.
— Juliette Binoche, my favorite, uncharacteristically plays a mother who has lost her son. When I saw my dear Binoche getting old, much older, I felt a sudden pain in my heart. Time, really does not favor one over another, and treat no one mercilessly.
In those love movies, Binoche is so beautiful and bright. In this film, she is like a star that is about to fade away, losing her former luster. But playing the mother, she barely put any effort into her tears.
——A couple over seventy years old teasing each other about the divorce settlement. They each have the other half, but they still can't leave each other's eyes. They discussed their new family and children, and agreed to meet with the children they shared. They have contradictions and hatreds, as well as concerns and obligations.
——When life is artificially complicated, how do you face it? How to exercise tolerance and responsibility? .
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Eighteen stories, each one is better than the other, short, but full of flesh and blood. Each story contains a very rich connotation. You just think about it, no matter how you think, it has a taste. It's just like aged wine, the more you taste, the more flavorful it becomes. This shows the weight of this film. You have to admit that a famous director is a famous director. However, the two short films of Du Kefeng and Vincenzo Natali are inferior. The whole show would have been better without these two short films, I thought.
Most of the directors are not Parisian, so they can't make a real Parisian style or flavor, but they obviously suddenly came up with a theme, which is human-to-human communication. People of different identities, races, and beliefs try to communicate with each other, and push the integration of people's hearts to the extreme with small stories.
After reading it, I suddenly realized: If there is no basic communication between people, everything can't work normally. Life is made up of many small things, no big things, just need patient communication. And this is the quality that we ordinary people lack.
In this film, you will see a lot of familiar things, love, father's love, mother's love, divine love, twilight love, encounter, love at first sight, and so on. You'll also see many familiar directors: Wes Craven, Walter Sellers, Joel Cohen, Ethan Cohen, Gus Van Sant, Richard La Gravens , Duke Feng, and so on. And many great actors: Juliette Binoche, Natalie Portman, Elia Wood, Alexander Payne. Etc., etc. It's really worth a look, so I recommend it to you. While watching, you'd better put your head on your lover's lap, or snuggle :) By the
way, if you understand it, it's not a myth.

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  • Thomas: And you were accepted, of course. You moved from Boston to Paris into a little apartment on the rue du Faubourg-Saint-Denis. I showed you our neighborhood, my bars, my school. I introduced you to my friends, my parents. I listened to your texts, your singing, your hopes, your desires, your music. You listened to mine. My Italian, my German, a bit of Russian. I gave you a walkman. You gave me a pillow. And one day, you kissed me. Time went by, time flew and everything seemed so easy, so simple, so free, so new, so unique. We went to the movies, we went dancing, we went shopping, we laughed, you cried, we swam, we smoked, we shaved, you screamed; sometimes for no reason, or for a reason. Yes, sometimes for a reason. I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams, I listened to your singing, to your hopes, your desires, your music. You listened to mine. We were close, so close, ever so close. We went to the movies, we swam, we laughed. You screamed, sometimes for a reason and sometimes without. Time went by, time flew. I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams. You listened to my Italian, German, Russian, French. I studied for my exams. You screamed, sometimes for a reason. Time went by for no reason. You screamed for no reason. I studied for my exams, my exams, my exams. Time went by, you screamed, you screamed, you screamed. I went to the movies.

  • Zarka: [speaking to Franois] I'm surprised to see you here.

    Zarka: I'm Zarka.

    Franois: Franois... How are your hands.

    Zarka: Ok.

    Zarka's Grandfather: It was good of you to help her.

    Franois: Only natural.