very nice. It expresses women's sensitivity, changeability, and spiritual fragility in a way that can be heard and seen. So much so that I kept clenching my hands tightly while watching, as if I was afraid that they would be caught in pain in the next second.
My sister breathed and roared loudly before she died: Why is no one here to help me! In fact, it is not the pain of this moment, but the pain of a lifetime that can only cry out through the pain of the body at the end of life. When Nanny Anna covered her eyes, she seemed to say, stop looking at the world.
A life without love torments the three sisters, who confront them with indifference and hypocrisy only to send their nerves to darker places.
As long as you step on the single-plank bridge of pain, there are abyss left and right, indifference and numbness, sensitivity, rejection or courtship are all abyss.
The only ray of light was Anna's nanny, whose labor had given her a burly body and a vulgar countenance. She didn't have the time and energy to explore the subtleties of emotion, so she loved plainly and tenderly. In the scene where her sister died in her arms, her huge body was almost like a medieval goddess, holy but illusory.
It seemed as if the ancient gods who lived by gathering and hunting had descended, giving this icy red house the only breath of life innate to human beings, different from the shouts and drizzle of nerve endings that had suffered for centuries. sound.
Don't let yourself peel off the protective shell and be as sensitive as a naked soul. Don't run away from human friendship, be indifferent, feel it all, and face it bravely. Although I know this movie is not about making women strong, it does share the most real things with you, and then maybe it can lead you out.
From the hopeless situation of all advance and retreat...
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