not a movie review
Neighbor Ghost: Hello. Ghost: Hi Neighbor Ghost: i'm waiting for someone. Ghost: Who? Neighbor Ghost: i don't remember.
I saw this movie one month and three days ago, and the initial emptiness that it evoked was enough to re-ache for so long.
This is probably the most real ghost movie I've ever seen that lingers in the world. The person who wrote the script, have you ever thought of this too often?
When I saw the heroine eating alone and crying, when I remembered that I couldn't eat anything, and what I was eating, I would think that this was the time when two people should eat together. to the time of self-abuse.
I think of the times when I felt that my soul came back to this house, maybe I was in a daze, or listening to music, or crying, or watching a movie, and the ghost behind me approached me gently, maybe I could just stretch out my hand to coincide with him. After all, the moment he died, Tuo Meng said that he would go home in half a month.
In the first half year of confusion, anyone who said sympathy to me was a bastard.
For a year, I was stupid, and I hoped that I would die soon. Life is too fickle, and I am afraid of it alone. Insomnia, crying, crying until my heart hurts, thinking I can die soon, a little comfort.
For two years, I couldn't stop crying. Later, the memory really began to change. All I can remember is the image of the last sick person, but the initial image of a healthy and good person has been forgotten, so that all the impressions are those moments that are frozen into photos. Did another meditation to get rid of all bad memories. But the memory can be faded, but the sad feeling is still there, but it can't find the root cause, and it hovers empty.
Afterwards, I was not at all sad. It's like crying too hard in the past, using up all the tears and sadness of a lifetime, but now I can be excited like a female neuropathy for the little things every day.
I can't feel the spirit dangling in the house, he probably left the house first. In the movie, the heroine moved away, leaving a male ghost who is nostalgic, but for me, he died first, leaving me alone, he moved first, and I was the only one left. Oh, and even the scumbag that I had when I first moved in years ago is gone, and I'm the one who has lived in this house the longest.
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In the past, I and the wood gods agreed that the next reincarnation does not need to be reincarnated in the chronological order of our world. Maybe the next life, I am an ancient Roman, the next one, I went to the future, and the next one, I am again. to the Tang Dynasty. Seeing in the movie, the ghost falls back to the barren past, tacitly, and does not know which era the wood god has been reincarnated in this time.
So I started meeting new people. When I met a person, at first I thought I saw an apparition of the wood god, but the apparition dissipated immediately. This was a completely different person. He said that the fortune teller told him that this was his last life, and that after he died this time, there would be nothing left. I asked him where your soul would go, and he said it was probably gone.
Inexplicably sad for him.
Occasionally, the shadows that flashed back to the past caught my heart and strangled my throat, and I was breathless for a moment again.
Maybe I should feel sorry for myself, and feel sorry for myself who lost half of my hair at that time, but I can't get up...
The Buddha would probably say that it is right to let him go with all his desires, and he will be happy according to the circumstances. Too much desire to pursue something, too much infatuation with what has been lost, are all obsessions. it's useless.
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Well, I know that when Mushen's birthday is this year, I should play this original soundtrack:
"I Get Overwhelmed" Lyrics:
[Verse 1] Are you runnin late? Did you sleep too much? All the awful dreams Felt real enough Is your lover there? Is she wakin up? Did she die in the night? And leave you alone? Alone
[Verse 2] Mirror, mirror There's your crooked nose Boring hair A thousand wrinkles No children Just emptiness No place like home Just a fucking mess Mess
[Verse 3] 20 messages Did you hurt your thumbs? What a stupid game Getting nothing done With your longest track Your highest score While you crush your back And lament the war War
[Verse 4] All the women That you wanna fuck On the internet Wouldn't give you a second look Did you fool yourself? That's privilege That's power without power That's a business Business
[Verse 5] But we know "you" is "I" And I get overwhelmed Can't sleep at night Can't convince myself To turn it off To let go Gotta make sense Of the fucking war War
[Verse 6] Am I runnin late? I get overwhelmed All the awful dreams All the bright screens Is my lover there? Are we breakin up? Did she find someone else? And leave me alone? Alone...
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