Because of the beauty of Mat Bomer, I found that this film really has the ability to touch my heart.
As a medical student, AIDS is not as far away as it seems to other people, but when I asked myself, I found that I had committed the common problem of medical students, treating the disease as a cold theory, ignoring emotions and human nature. Coincidentally, I just learned an article about the development history of AIDS in medical English. After watching the movie, I can no longer calmly look directly at the first 42 cases discovered. The earliest definition: GRID (Gay Related Immunodeficiency Disease )
Each case has a young life behind it. It is a life and death after finally finding a true heart. A short definition is the embodiment of the paranoia of people's thinking for a hundred years, and it is the compromise of the LGBT group.
At first, I was still trying to evaluate, who is right and who is wrong between the male protagonist and the lieutenant, and who is right and who is wrong between the male protagonist and his brother. Gradually, I feel that everyone can be understood. Seeing their partner's body is getting worse day by day, the anger and impulsiveness of the male lead can be understood; the contradiction between traditional concepts and love for the younger brother, the male lead brother The wobbles are understandable. Everyone is an imperfect individual, but no matter what kind of emotion it is, the final highlight is the desire to live.
I admire Uncle Mark, as one of the few straight men to participate, but this is also in line with his usual character. I admire sister Julia Roberts, who is cold and gentle among the handsome guys. I admire all the actors, their acting skills are online, and several angry and excited scenes are really good.
It's been a long time since I watched such a gloomy movie. Many people complained why the ending didn't turn into a good one? However, the reality is like this, in the midst of cold ideas and warm love, is our world.
Attached is a small note about volunteering in the AIDS room a few years ago, I hope those who read this have a little feeling.
cold and warm world
-Remember an hour of meeting with AIDS
I don't have such noble sentiments, and I can't make a loud appeal with a red ribbon on my chest now, I'm just an ordinary student.
I didn't think much about participating in the event, but when I had the opportunity, I signed up for the event to chat with HIV-infected people. It's been half a year since I signed up and participated in the event, and I have long forgotten that there is such a thing. That day, I suddenly said that I was going to train, and as soon as I sat down, the senior started to talk: "Who knows what the three methods of sexual intercourse are?" I admit that I was frightened.
As a medical student, I am ashamed that I didn't know more. What I know is the same as a normal person, plus Baidu Encyclopedia at most. I'm also afraid, I'm afraid that when I get infected too, what should I do if he wants me to be close to him, and I don't know how to communicate.
be hospitalized. At the door of the ward area, I saw a patient with liver disease next door. He was wearing a loose hospital gown, his whole body was sallow, and his eyes were dull. It was terrible.
It was with this feeling that I walked into the AIDS room. The first feeling is that it is warm. The heating outside has just stopped, and the food here is still very good. Quiet, but not silent, nurses came in and out, talking in low voices, peaceful, no different from ordinary wards. However, when the nurse passed me with a needle that had just finished infusion, I still shrank subconsciously.
We met an uncle who was in good spirits and sat upright. When he saw us, he greeted us to sit. There were not enough chairs, so I leaned against the edge of the bed opposite. The uncle is very talkative. We are more like listening to stories. He talks about his body, his experience of seeking medical treatment, about the patients and doctors he met, about his sensible daughter, and about his lovely granddaughter... Slowly Yes, he is no longer a patient.
He said that the doctors and nurses in Beijing are good. They don't hide from you or be afraid of you. The doctors will personally check the problems everywhere, and the nurses will comfort them from time to time. He said that his hometown is small and his awareness is not enough. When he saw a doctor, the doctor said to him, "stay away from me, for fear of infecting me." He said that his daughter was very kind to him, very filial, and took care of her to accompany him. He also said that some people around him would not let him share the washing machine with others, and he was afraid to see him.
He said that the country's policy is very good, and the medicine is distributed free of charge, which gives them a lot of hope. He also said that he was worried that more and more people needed medicines, and he was afraid that someday medicines would start to be expensive. The volunteer next to him joked with him, "If we can't do it, we will protest! Now many civil organizations are also caring about us!" We laughed and said, "Yes, yes!"
I admire him so much, with my fragile heart, if someone ordered me to "stay away from me", I would be devastated. Listening to him calmly recounting a paragraph, my eyes instantly turned red, he was so strong.
After I went back, I talked in the dormitory. The roommate said that the terrible thing about AIDS is that it seems to be trapped by death, and it can't break free for a lifetime. It won't kill you if you get it, it will drag you to a dark place all the time. What people fear most is the extreme tension of the mind all the time, without breathing. At first, I didn’t understand how chatting really works. After listening to it, I realized that when you are really nervous about your own life, when you have “the disease”, you don’t want to talk to others, and others are afraid of you. When approaching, a conversation might be a little more reassuring.
Watching Shameless just a few days ago, Ian's new boyfriend confessed to him that he had AIDS, and the answer was "okay, it's fine", although the plot was ridiculous, but this sentence really warmed me. It is just a disease, and it is no different from other diseases, and it does not need to be deliberately afraid. While it's hard for us to get to that idealized level, more and more people do understand it.
In the past, when it came to AIDS, it was only Pu Cunxin wearing a red ribbon and speaking slogans. I don't know much now, I just think that it may be difficult to completely eliminate prejudice, but it is undeniable that our world is changing.
Thanks to the owner of the video on station B for letting me see this movie.
Finally attached:
Melted in the eyes ~ only in my heart: I don't shout, I don't shout! I'm good I'm good!
Such a beautiful moment, do you have the heart to let him disappear? Right.
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