"I can talk!" The young man blinked. The psychiatrist hypnotized and manipulated the stuttering young man with a rigid and unquestionable tone, "Concentrate your whole body, the determination to win is in your hands". This scene appears at the beginning of the film, like a metaphor for mind control, and it seems to imply that our bodies are being shaped by consciousness. Between us and the world lies a chasm of feeling and expression, and we are burdened with a natural inarticulateness, but we have something to say. The old values have disappeared, and people have become rigid and rigid.
The classical music used in "Mirror" is perfect, that is the ultimate, God's will. "It's nice to fall with a beautiful lady", but why are you so sad. The doctor also felt sadness and loneliness. He passed by the farm and confided his anguish and contradictions to his mother Marusa. The mother mistakenly thought that the doctor was a secret police monitoring thoughts. The doctor ridiculed Chekhov's "Sixth Ward" as a nonsense, but he knew that the Larkin in the book was himself. The doctor was also a jovial man, concerned with beautiful ladies, and thought of bushes and roots. Weeds should have ideas, but the Soviet people are busy and toiled, full of clichés. "Come to Tocino when you have time", the wind blows over the farm and the grass sways, and the story begins.
The doctor has the shadow of his father, but he is not a father. Raising children alone is hard, and a mother who waits all day for her father's return is helpless. Fate follows us like a madman wielding a sharp blade. In a dream, Alexei missed his father who had escaped from the family, but what he saw was the deliquescence and collapse in his mother's heart.
Lisa passed away. In her memory, Lisa was a little silly girl who was easily flustered, but she witnessed her mother being beaten by Povna's blunt words. This was the most sober time for her mother. She completely understood this marriage relationship . "How arrogant you are, Marusa, I really admire your ex-husband's patience, he should have run away long ago." Colleagues were frightened by the flaws in proofreading, but she didn't care. "I was waiting for you yesterday and they guessed you wouldn't come". She is sentimental, emotional, and light and delicate. "Rain runs across the icy branches. Words are hard to soothe, handkerchiefs are hard to wipe away". Marusha, a self-indulgent, arrogant woman, but how charming you are, your happiness is mine. All the people care about her, but she happily wants a comb. Povna said she was like Maria Timofiona, "Have you ever admitted that you were wrong? Never! How could you be wrong?". This is mother. This is Marussia. "It's all your own making! But your children, they won't be happy either". Marusha had woken up at this time, and her pride manipulated her to turn around and walked towards the shower room, and Povna also fell into Marusia's emotional vortex. He had no choice but to ridicule, "I am halfway through the journey of my life, and I am lost in the depths of the dark forest."
His wife, Natalia, is very much like Marussia, and the pride inherited from her mother tore apart this young marriage between Alexei and Natalia. Natalia and Marusia have similar looks, and the marriage trajectory of the two generations of women seems to be destined. Will not remarry and raise children alone. It's the same curse, it's the fate of women.
Ignat reads a book from the past that Alexei has also read. Painting is an oracle from heaven to Leonardo da Vinci, and there is a leaf from the past left between the pages. As if something happened before, electrocution is the envelope of God, and as long as you close the door, God will reveal it to you. We live special lives, we feel distressed and ashamed, and we wait for God's call. This is the fate of men.
Exiled Spaniards recall pre-Civil War Ambilight. Spaniards in exile never see separated relatives again. Deep singing like weeping. The turned and fleeting supernatural asks Ignet to recite Pushkin's letter to Chadayev. Parents sacrifice freckled child in Stalingrad. The instructor without a skull, threw himself at the grenade. A girl with chapped lips who is loved by everyone. The freckled child fell into the snow and got up with tears on his face. The freedom of the bird is clenched. There are images of ordnance transports in the temples. The fertile ground in tinnitus is plowed into misery. Happened in the past, happened in the present. Frenzy cataclysm like a burst of lava. Doomsday is done. Please burn the branches, please point out the Red Sea.
This generation carries over the marital problems of the previous generation, and the burning branches do not bring angelic revelation. Alexei had a dream repeatedly, "The dream is bittersweet, and the joy is dimmed, because I will wake up. If there is no wooden house in the dream, I will be very sad, eager to have this dream again, and let me go back to childhood. , to relive the joy of being here."
The clockwork of time has been removed. Wind sand weighs down the bushes. This is a stronger emotion. The wooden door you can't open, and the mother is picking up food. The dream you can't get into is estrangement, concern, and what you want to say. Potatoes, milk, watered Alexei, spent Marussia.
Alexei said: The first dream room was empty, and the second dream, Marussia, was beautiful. Despair is deep, pain is intense. Desire to stay in childhood. Can't speak now. Memory is sinful. Memories eat away at me. But please leave me alone. I will let the bird go. I just want to stay in my memory for a few more moments.
Marussia said: The fruits of marriage will be dull pains, and the old me will flee from my younger self.
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