The story told in the film is very simple: three couples + a good friend, seven people sit around a table, have dinner together, and watch the total lunar eclipse. Before the reunion, there are some seemingly inconspicuous foreshadowing. The relationship between the mother and daughter of the protagonist is tense, but the relationship between the daughter and the father is very harmonious. The relationship between the mother and the father is the familiar middle-aged middle-class relationship; the seemingly glue-like intimacy between the young couples... The
dinner begins, that is, torn apart . Forcing the start of the war. Some people have ghosts in their hearts and are very resistant; some people are open-minded and useless games; some people are forced to participate because of their affection. But no matter what kind of mentality they had at the beginning, everyone was surprised and surprised when they discovered other people's secrets during the game. Who said that human nature is inherently good. One by one ugly truths were revealed, about family, about friendship, about love, everyone was hurt and couldn't extricate themselves.
In fact, the intimate relationship between people is so fragile. Once an intimate relationship is established, what you see is no longer just him/her, but he/she who carries a lot of personal subjective wishes. He/she is also wearing many layers of masks. Once these are revealed, he can't help feeling that this pillow person is full of regrets, and it is not as perfect as a stranger.
At the end of the movie, many people say that it is similar to "The Night When the Comet Came", telling the story of a parallel world, but I prefer to understand that when all this is over, everyone selectively loses their memory, because if there is still These memories, life will only be a mess. I think the director is actually telling everyone silently, don’t easily look at the mobile phones of the people around you, you’d rather not watch it after reading it.
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