At that time, the bright moon was there, and once the colorful clouds returned

Laverne 2022-04-20 09:02:10

The first time I saw the word "deep love but not longevity" was in "Books and Swords of Enmity and Enmity", a piece of jade pendant given to Chen Jialuo by Qianlong.

When I was young, I did not understand the deep meaning of these four sentences. But when I saw Chen Jialuo and Xiangxiang embracing on the city wall at dusk again, facing the setting sun that was about to fall, and the desolate state of mind of each other that the next day was the end of the world, these words suddenly came out: love. Deep life.

I have always liked Huo Qingtong, such a woman who is Hui Zhilan, Bingxue, smart and willing to endure for the sake of family hatred and hatred, who even let the same sex cherish and let the opposite sex shy away. But Xiangxiang is different, the appearance of the country and the city is matched with the chaotic and childish thinking, but it is tantamount to fatal to the opposite sex. Chen Jialuo couldn't refuse, let alone the suave emperor Lao'er. In order to take care of more interests, Chen Jialuo reluctantly gave up his love and gave Xiangxiang as a gift to the emperor. I didn't realize that Xiangxiangjiao's weak appearance was actually a strong and unyielding temperament, so she sacrificed herself for love and turned into a butterfly.

Who can pour distorted lust and violence into a film as obsessively as Roman Polanski? His wife Tate, along with the fetus in her womb, was killed in her California residence, so she had a more violent "Macbeth" than the original; and the goddess manualle Seigner in "Bitter Moon" was the director's subordinate. a wife.

Play is life, life is play, and for Polanski, violence and pornography are lingering shadows tangled in life. During World War II, his mother died in a Nazi concentration camp, his wife and children were killed by thugs, and in 1974, he fled back to Europe because of his relationship with his young daughter. Chinatown to Tess, Death and the Maiden many fine arts.

Oscar met Mimi on the streets of Paris, and I've been granted a glimpse of heaven. Years later, he murmured about that encounter in a hoarse voice, and the sunshine of happiness made his fussy face warm as spring. Obsessed, he dropped everything and went to Mimi. Their love was so perfect: he was 100% man to her and she was 100% woman to him. Passion, what a wonderful word. They spent three full days in Oscar's apartment, with passion in their breath, passion in their sleep, and hell to hell with everything else.

We often sigh about the blandness of life, and desire to burn the flame of life more fiery, but forget that the firewood that everyone brings to the world is limited, and it is difficult to rekindle after burning it in a hurry. Oscar and Mimi's lust is so hot that the ashes come quickly. So there is abuse, perversion, just to maintain a passion that is in full swing.

Others may only find this kind of S/M ugly behavior disgusting, how can they think of the sadness behind the tears. The so-called extreme is humiliating, and the love is not long. Oscar is finally tired of this extreme life and tired of his goddess Mimi. He wanted to end the relationship, but Mimi couldn't help himself. In order to get rid of her Oscar did everything possible to humiliate her. Mimi can bear it, but how can the viewer bear it? When Oscar calls his goddess around like a dog, when he tricks a pregnant Mimi into a plane and sends her to the streets of a foreign land, my fragile nerves almost collapse. The bitter moon rose silently. What kind of madness is hidden under this clear mind.

Mimi is back after two years. Her cruel revenge could no longer stimulate my tortured numb heart. The abuser turns into the abuser, and Oscar loses his legs and leaves Mimi at his mercy. Once the initial passion vortex is involved, there is no escape, and both of them are twisted and torn in it. Perhaps, this is fate. Just thinking of Oscar's sweet smile at the beginning of the encounter to the blank look in Mimi's eyes when he was deceived, a trace of unspeakable grief would crawl down his heart and into his nostrils. At that time, the bright moon was there, and the colorful clouds returned. It doesn't matter how it ends. Those two famous Brits, Hugh Grant and Kristin Scott Thomas, also served as foils.

I have seen a poster of "Bitter Moon", where Mimi sits on the big white moon with his legs crossed, with an imperceptible sadness on his wooden face. Tanso said she was the same person as Odile in "Sourire" (smile), but I couldn't believe it.


PS: The text about "Bitter Moon" comes from the Internet, not by myself. Apologies for deletion.

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Bitter Moon quotes

  • Mimi: You don't have a right to criticize yourself. It's my privilege.

  • Oscar: In the eyes of every woman, I could see the reflection of the next.

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