Zevel Dolan likes close-ups of characters, nights, lights in nightclubs, and shooting scenes of "combination of urban and rural areas". The male protagonist has lovely natural curls, is not tall, gay, likes to write inexplicable non-mainstream articles, draw bizarre non-mainstream oil paintings, and love his "little mother" very much; and the mother happens to have short hair and natural curly hair. A noisy and noisy, can play mahjong in the sun together, fat and strong, white and fat boudoir. Leaving aside the sexuality of the male protagonist in the movie, I'm pretty much the same as the movie's character setting. It can be said that this is the first time for me to look at the story between myself and my mother as a "bystander".
I remember being sent to boarding school when I was 9 years old. At that time I blamed my mother, why did you send me out? Is it bad to study at a nearby school? I was reluctant to part with my old classmates and the female teacher who treated me very well, but they all just told me that going out to study is the best thing for me; my mother is even more determined to send me out . I cried and cried several times in succession; just like in the movie, I yelled at my mother,
"If I die today, what will you do?"
Our mother was stunned and didn't speak for a long time. Even though we knew it would hurt Mom to say that, we all chose to speak up. Just from this point of view, I found that we are all arrogant people, we always only care about ourselves, and think that suppressing our own nature and the true thoughts in our hearts is an unbearable thing; Love turns out to be an existence that transcends self-respect and ego. And the heart of love is patience. I don't know and don't remember my mother 's response at the time, but the mother in the movie chose to stand by the side of the road and watch the child until he walked away, and then said,
"Then I will die tomorrow."
Understand homosexuality and even think that homosexuals are perverts, and I never felt like I would be gay; but we all found a response in the movie characters without exception, how ironic, how lovely!
"I'm sure most people think it's sinful to hate their mother. They're so hypocritical. They hate their mother, maybe for a second, or a year. Maybe longer, they just forget."
I dare say that this movie has awakened 80% of my gray memory of my mother. No one's mother is perfect. When our mother mentions "other people's children", why don't we compare "other people's mothers" with our own mothers? We need love, more love. Sometimes we are like wolves, desperately seeking and then forgetting. Do you think it's a good thing to forget the hatred you once had for your mother? fart! If there is no fault, there will be no repentance. If there is no repentance, there will be no mention of "I know what love is~".
I remember when I was in boarding school, a teacher said to the class, "I know what you're thinking, when you're arguing with your parents, you want them to disappear and die, don't you?" Maybe you I don't like my straightforward expression, but please think about it carefully, is there really no hate in your heart? Take it easy! Hate it! People who do not hate are either Jesus or Buddha. Hating one's loved ones is not a big mistake, it is even just another expression of love. If changing yourself to suit others is too painful, try expressing yourself in a different way. The hatred in your heart can be temporarily not spoken out! Could the hate be quietly replaced by a colorful oil painting or a study titled Rebellion!
Hate if you want. Maybe one day, you will get very drunk, then kneel on the bedside of your loved one, hug her, cry and say, "I'm afraid I won't have a chance if you don't talk about it. I, I, I... love you."
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