The last time I discussed with Tony: If we can seriously complete the winter and summer vacation homework such as "one classic book for one vacation", now we are cultural people. Regrettably, Gio learned to read prefaces and postscripts, and skipped paragraphs with purpose; Tony learned to borrow Gio's writing texts, and excerpts purposefully.
Old rules, Gio turned the pages and basically decided: "Love Mustard" skipped. "Jane Austen Book Club" only watched the movie (the movie is basically an hour and a half, whether it's torture or enjoyment). Write a log before reading it: I personally feel that there is no need to continue reading. It can be used as an index with audio and video to see what books Miss Austin has written - but it seems that any search engine can do this.
The only thing worth watching is a certain member of the book club in the movie: a restrained French teacher. Living in the shadow of a high school that can't be shaken off is in line with all the characteristics of a childhood shadow owner, a person with a cold relationship between husband and wife, and a person who is thirsty for hot love. The scene in the car with one kiss and three pauses is basically a foreign version of Maggie Cheung in "In the Mood for Love" -- it's all wrong to take a step back. Every minute is a struggle, every cell is wound up.
In the end, the only motivation to keep watching is to wonder: When will her fiery Vesuvius explode? Will it explode?
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