Now I don't have the touch of a lot of movies that can flow through my heart like a bucket of clear water in the past. I see how they tell stories, how to shape characters, and how to deal with details to express reality. I can't touch it, I don't know what changes have happened to me. It's like one morning I suddenly found out why I'm afraid of things I'm not afraid of before, at a certain time and place, nervousness and too much feeling around...I wonder if I'm like someone in the movie, not as good as Marty Ao is sensitive and estranged from everything, but he also has six or seven points; he also has realistic idealism like Nikolai, but he is not as patient; he probably feels the same as Zuozhen, and it is better to be completely self-isolated. In the movie There is nothing I hate, I dare not like Mateo, I feel that life needs Nicola's tenderness, haha, maybe Mateo is too perfect in my heart, if the image is slightly inferior, I will probably still dare to like it. Speaking of which, I should be clearly inferior, and even a fictional character can't admit his love.
Recently, the mood of writing is so sloppy and unorganized. The more I write, the more I feel that I can't question the movie itself, because he clearly expresses everything and is delicate.
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