is a bit similar to the process of knowing the answer and then analyzing the solution coherently, and the breadcrumbs used to get the answer are also scattered throughout the details of the movie. The style of the movie is gloomy. The whole city is shrouded in a dark and rainy atmosphere. The sadness that is too thick to be melted sails to the other side in the wind and waves, and is finally blown away by the clear clouds and clear wind. I rarely watch supernatural movies, partly because of my own cowardice, but also because of my feelings of helplessness for a fragile life. However, after watching a movie like this that is a little dark and not screaming, in addition to re-interpreting life again, there is also less fear, and there is a touch of the screen a few seconds before the end of the movie, and it suddenly opens up. There is a picture of the small heat of life in the exterior scene of the movie. The crowd is crowded through the crossroads, coming and going, walking in a hurry.
The engine was on fire, burning all the way, swooping toward the very end of the trail of life. All passengers on the plane were killed and no one was spared. The moments of life and death are shown in slow motion. Strangers encourage each other. Some people close their eyes. Some people are praying. Said that many things have not yet been done, and love and family affection have been reduced to a dream that can no longer be surpassed in the heart, and the soul will answer and let go. The soul in the dream deliberately escapes the facts, and chases the truth between the life and death of the extradited person. The process is bleak and sympathetic to other souls. Finally, in front of the clues laid out by the guide, he has to turn around and force himself to remember again. Everything that happened before the plane crashed.
The expression of the film is nothing but a well-intentioned thought. The impermanence of life, the fragility of life, the helplessness of life, tomorrow is both near and far. Unpredictable, unable to escape, what was lost became a kind of beauty in memory, and finally even the memory became blurred. The accident happened so suddenly that it didn't even give a chance to pack up and go back on the road. It was impossible to predict whether the mood at that moment was complicated or heavy. This film gives the opportunity to interpret that state of mind, transcending common sense, transcending life and death, and transcending its own meaning. There are bound to be incidents of hard work but no results, situations of struggles and no breakaways, bound to have no meaning when they turn to ashes, no regrets, no calm... Maybe we should Look back at any time to see those who have accompanied us for a long journey, who once enriched our lives and not lonely, and then separated for some reason and resented never seeing each other again, weaving a dream for them in the bottom of my heart, grateful And they fulfilled a wish of their own.
We are on the road, in our respective cities, meeting and parting.
We are waiting, at a congested intersection, waiting for passage.
We are sleeping, in our own dreams, confused and reluctant to leave.
We are hugging, in the lonely air, warm and sad.
We are in love, in the shadows far away from each other, never grow old.
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