Walter in the movie is a normal professor at a university. Lectures, writing books, meetings... This is probably the work that all professors repeat over and over again; but for him, sadly, all these do not bring him the joy of life, he is just a cold and lonely to live. He was indifferent to the students' explanations, perfunctory to the neighbors he met in the corridor, and only careless about his own work. In fact, I shouldn't have believed that such a seemingly calm person would not easily develop a kind of pity for strangers and unconsciously protect them. But maybe there were warm memories of him and his wife in the room where he and Tarek met; or maybe he was just drawn to the upbeat drum beat at first. In any case, fate is magical, his encounter with Tarek turned into a slow turn in his life, and the closed self in his heart was also trying to find an exit to escape.
Unlike Walter, Tarek is active and friendly. Almost as soon as his smile crossed his face, I was deeply attracted to him. To enjoy the fun of music, to enjoy the madness of the unbridled enthusiasm in the crowd, and sometimes this freedom in black culture really fascinates me. Actually, for Walter, Tarek didn't do anything intentionally. Just invited him to a show, performed together in an open-air park, and indulged in the sound of the drums face-to-face in the living room at home. If there is a real so-called friendship of strangers in life, it is probably this kind of rhythm, which is soothing and not uncomfortable. The distance between people is difficult to suddenly become familiar from the beginning. If everything rolls too fast, it will only end in regret in the end.
The film arranges for Tarek and Zainab to meet and get along; the differences in the minds of men and women, and the fact that they are also a pair of people who are also not good at words, highlights the life pattern among strangers. From the isolation and evasion at the beginning, to the few simple greetings after that, the progress in this is so real that people will not complain about the so-called "estrangement" in my opinion. Sometimes I think that most of the people we meet in life just look at each other and smile; but at least at that moment, I will feel that the air has become a lot more circulated, and I will think that it is kindness, that is tacit understanding.
In the end, Tarek was detained and even deported, and Walter met his mom, Mouna. The progress of the relationship between the two seems to have come a little quickly, but perhaps the distance between the two hearts will be drawn much closer when both are struggling with each other's frailty.
In the last scene at the airport, Walter said to Mouna "I don't want you to go."
"I know.", but still chose to turn around and leave.
This scene suddenly reminded me of the beginning of the movie Terminal, the airport is always a place of separation. Keep saying good, keep leaving behind only one by one. From childhood to adulthood, I have experienced many scenes of separation. Although I have to admit that there will be short-term sadness every time, but in the end, because of the cruelty of time and the increasingly developed network, I slowly lost this emotion to life. in the corner. It's only at this moment, if you think about it again, people who have met in the past 20 years will understand that some figures really only have a vague body left, and even have no faces and no expressions. This awareness suddenly made me a little scared. It turns out that any memory can be forgotten, and all the encounters in life will become missed one day in the future.
But should I be sad? Should I feel some helplessness and surprise in life? I really don't understand. Growing up slowly, I became so-called open-minded about many things. It has admitted the passing theory, the cruelty of the world, and the unpredictability of the human heart. However, I will still fantasize about whether at a certain corner of my life, I will be lucky enough to meet a Tarek like Walter, and let me understand that life could have been different, even if one day we will miss each other again. ..
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