A work, whether it is a painting, a song, a novel, a movie or other, is full of danger when it is infused with soul, and temptation is born from it. The kind of immersive feeling that the author of the work feels when he is alone in his creation is indescribable. This is also what the film shows, Claude's repeated exploration attempts, incarnating himself in the works, placing himself under his own pen, dedicating his emotions and life. Gilman's almost fanatical obsession with the semi-finished product, he worked hard to shape and cultivate the gifted student in front of him, encouraged and guided the completion of this work, completely out of his own position.
Peeping is a very obscure thing. This drama uses an extremely bold approach to move it to the screen, and sees a teenager who opens the door to an alternative life with the footsteps of literature. There are twinkling ambiguous sparks and same-sex sparks, covered in a series of accidents.
Gilman, who was full of disappointment in life, was always unable to resist the gushing literary desire in his chest. The cunning Claude completely made him lose his rationality, and repeatedly crossed his duty until he was immersed in art and had nothing. I opened my eyes from the misty life and saw such a smart smiling face.
If Gilman was an old man who was bored by the same things in life, then Claude was the young girl who rekindled his youthful blood and made him lose his way in life and plunge into it like a seventeen-year-old boy. .
"What about the lives of those people in the house?"
"I always have a way to get in."
Claude leaned on the park bench and smiled slyly. Reminiscent of the half-sarcastic smile of the boy with his head bowed in the corner of the classroom.
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