Woody Allen, you fucking old man

Jade 2022-04-22 07:01:54

Awesome, Woody Allen's "Ferris Wheel" is so wonderful that I am speechless and hit my heart. How does an 84-year-old old man achieve such a wonderful work with the amount of creation of one work every year? How can you hit the soul of ordinary Chinese youth more than 9,000 kilometers west of the Pacific Ocean with a single blow?

The lines are all golden sentences, the kind of truth that has been precipitated by real experience, so it is full of power; the plot is all reasonable and reasonable that does not conform to the laws of the movie, and is the kind of true logic that originates from life and is loyal to life; music; , the perfect, warm, American '60s-inspired soft tones, akin to the warm Hawaiian afternoon sun and bikini waves.

It talks about chilling love, marriage, derailment, education, and suffering, using azure misty rain (forgive my lazy rhetoric), colorful Luoying (forgive again, it’s hard to think of a good word), and that warm Tongue kissing, stroking, and sex that are too late to draw the curtains in the afternoon.

Qian Zhongshu said that trapped in the siege of life, it is easy to be attracted by the lives of others.

I thought, if I were to die tomorrow, what would I regret most when I was dying? Which ones? That is the meaning of my life.

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Wonder Wheel quotes

  • [first lines]

    Mickey: [narrating] Coney Island, 1950's. The beach, the boardwalk. Once a luminous jewel, but growing relentlessly seedier as the tides roll in and out. Summers I work here on Bay 7. Comes the fall, I'm a student at New York University going for my Master's in European drama. I'm Mickey Rubin. Poetic by nature. I harbor dreams of being a writer. A writer of truly great plays, so I can one day surprise everyone and turn out a profound masterpiece.

    Mickey: [to the camera] Anyhow. Let me get to the story in which I am a character, so, be warned, as a poet, I use symbols, and as a budding dramatist, I relish melodrama and larger-than-life characters. Enter Carolina...

  • Mickey: [narrating] The kid makes fires. And not such little ones. He played hooky from summer school and even made fires on the beach where it's forbidden. What the hell does the kid see when he just stares into the flames? Is it the eternal power of the universe? The conversion of mass into energy? The Furies at work? Whatever his motive, it is not appreciated.