It is said that the child is a piece of meat that fell from the mother, but the director put it another way, the child is a fragment of a woman. Fragment, pinpointing its damage and absence. The body was ripped open, exposing bloody flesh; the soul lost a piece, clinging to the shards. Although you conceive a new life, it will never be you, but it is a part of you. This asymmetrical relationship inevitably creates contradictions and pains. Originally, the mother's sense of gain when facing the newborn will alleviate part of the pain, but what if it has only one relationship with the mother? The woman was about to give birth, she was in labor pains, she moaned, the long tones, the heavy breathing, painful and sexy, reminiscent of men and women making love, but the husband could only watch from the sidelines. The pleasure of love brought about the pain at this time, she was put in the bathtub, twisted like a snake, screaming pain, but she had to stay sane, use all her strength, and spit out a life. When the child came out, the woman was overjoyed, and suddenly the child turned purple, and the god of death completed the task and walked away with a blank expression. Died prematurely, the debris becomes sharper and penetrates every corner of life. Dishes that have not been washed for a long time in the sink, dust everywhere, untreated hair, alcohol, cigarettes, unsatisfied erotic desires of husbands, sympathy from others... These all stabbed women. The saddest thing is that everyone around you seems to care about you, when in fact this pain has nothing to do with them, they can't feel it. Caring will only turn into interference, everyone is implying that you are different, implying that you are in a predicament, this is actually a kind of violence, the violence of others, just let it go is not good? Not everyone is Xianglin's Wife and needs to be relieved by talking and the compassion of others. I have to say that the beauty of the heroine dilutes her pain. The pain always seems to have some beauty. As an audience, although I frown from time to time because of her pain, I really enjoy watching it. The heroine finally got out of the shadows with forgiveness and understanding, and finally let go. This is actually in line with reality. Women lose a child, digest it by themselves, slowly treat it as a normal thing, and continue to live. This attitude is more real than forgetting. It is self-compromise, self-reconciliation, yes Get used to losing.
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