The first emotional breakdown occurred in the dialogue between the mother and the son in the room. The woman with heavy makeup and navy blue nail polish on her fingers is the highest "respect" to the son whom I haven't seen in 12 years. This character comes to me It is pleasing, without the gloom of the protagonist, without the ego of the younger sister, without the irritability of the older brother, without the very obvious negative emotions, what she brings is so straightforward and powerful: "I don't know you, but I I love you, I love you, and no one can take away my love for you." It was like the gentlest heaviness that overwhelmed the son's deliberate smile, when the mother hugged the son, and the son bent down and buried himself in the mother's neck At that moment, the emotions in my head poured out of my eyes.
The second time was the climax of the quarrel at the end. The feeling of powerlessness almost overwhelmed me. The words were fierce, and there was no gap between every word. I could hardly breathe. Represents warmth, but a burning sensation like sitting on pins and needles, but as the quarrel progressed, I felt a unique love in it, a painful bond, an indescribable and unknown reluctance to part. : I want to be able to contact you often, I want you to visit me more, and you will not feel uncomfortable when I come. I push you away, in fact, I want you to be closer to me. This obscure love, buried deeper and more incomprehensible in the reproaches of these twelve years. This repressed sense of loneliness separates everyone, you escape everything I want to bring you, you can't hear me pouring out the intimate language, so you are still you, and I am still me, we are still two The isolated islands are thousands of miles apart, but the same sea water is surging around them.
But love is everywhere.
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