speak- but how can, how to, just how!?

Caterina 2022-04-20 09:02:13

Accidentally saw someone recommend this movie in school, and I was full of expectations for Kristen Stewart, so I didn't search for the synopsis, film review, director, release time, just came to see /
but was attracted in the first scene of the camera - Kristen in A black line is drawn on the lips, like the mouth of a funny bearded seal in the animal world. Such a funny mouth is matched with K's pale and thin face, silent and alert eyes, indescribably strange. .
Human beings are social animals. So social exclusion has become a unique "prison" where some people are punished.
Grade 9 is almost the third year of junior high school here, a sensitive girl of fourteen or five years old, but she was rejected by the whole group. After one night, the whole world was full of strangers, which made people feel unspeakably chilling. I don’t know if you have such an experience. When I was in the third year of junior high school, although I was not rejected because of “betray”, I often rejected myself because of my overly sensitive and delicate emotions because of the unintentional words and deeds of people around me. Everyone thinks that he/she is deliberately neglecting himself, and the whole world is an enemy. This kind of self-exclusion seems to be much better than the passive exclusion that Mel encountered, but in fact, the impact on people is the same: the small territory where I guard my mind struggles to and fro, the world is abandoned, and I simply Abandoned the whole world.
When solitude became the only friend, and personal activities such as painting, reading, and writing became the outlet for catharsis, Mel released the depression on the art course, just as I read most of the literary masterpieces at home and abroad when I was in junior high school.
Thank God for still favoring good people. When the artist teacher took out Picasso's picture book, when the Hairwoman no longer appeared in the image of disheveled hair, when Mel raised her hand to answer the question and was praised, finally ushered in Mel sitting at the desk and struggling for her good friend Rachel whether to speak out or keep silence game. After all, she is a kind little person. When Mel wrote I WAS RAPED in the notebook in order to prevent her former best friend from suffering the same pain as her, when she finally chose to speak out, the torture was over. Just like my torture is a book friendship, and finally out of loneliness.
After the restlessness of adolescence, I have ushered in the anxiety and fear of early adulthood. I still felt deeply when I saw this film when I graduated from the senior year, but now it seems to usher in a crisis of trust, because of the ideal or uncertainty in my heart. The future begins to be self-exiled or exiled, in short, shaky and unstoppable...

View more about Speak reviews

Extended Reading

Speak quotes

  • Mr. Freeman: Can anybody tell me what this is?

    [holds up a smashed globe]

    Ivy: A globe?

    Mr. Freeman: A globe? Gosh... what are you guys, 13, 14? You already let them beat the creativity outta you? It's okay. I used to let my daughters kick this around my studio when it was too wet too play outside and one day, Jenny put her foot right through Texas and the entire United States crumbled into the sea. I mean, you could... you could paint a wet muzzled dog chewing Alaska! The possibilities are endless. It's almost too much, but you all are important enough to give it too.

  • Mr. Freeman: In here is a piece of paper and on that piece of paper is a word. You are gonna spend the rest of the year turning that object into art.

    Ivy: Uh, Mr. Freeman? When I was little, I was really scared of clowns and I don't wanna relapse and have to go back into therapy.

    Mr. Freeman: Oh, yeah, well, fear is a great place to begin art.

    [Melinda picks a piece of paper that says "tree" and tries to put it back]

    Mr. Freeman: Hey! Whoa. You just chose your destiny. You can't change that.

    Melinda Sordino: I learned how to draw a tree in like the 2nd grade.

    Mr. Freeman: Oh, really? Um. Well, do you wanna show me? It's okay. I won't grade you.

    [he hands her the chalk and Melinda sulks up to the blackboard and very hesitantly draws a really pathetic tree]

    Mr. Freeman: That's a pretty good start. Yeah, let's see what it looks like at the end of the year.

Related Articles