When the protagonist Juliette said in tears at the end: "The death of my son is my prison", I began to vaguely understand this mother, who once made no refutation of the accusation of killing her son in court, preferring to use a prison window To bury the mother who had lived a happy life. Suddenly, in the face of great pain, the truth can be so trivial. But, is it too heavy a price to bury a painful memory with 15 years of prison life and the misunderstanding and abandonment of the dearest person? Every time the issue of price is involved, it always leaves me at a loss. So I leave the question mark of whether it's worth it, and turn to a more fundamental question: Is the cost valid? Can pain be relieved or relieved in this way? In fact, the film does not answer this question directly until the end. But offers another answer: love.
It is not the 15 years of isolated prison life, but the tolerant love of her sister Liya, the love that Marshall understands, and the true love of the little nephew girl, so that Juliette can start a new life. This new life does not deny the pain of the past, but heals the pain with love. When elder sister Juliette and younger sister Lia sat together in front of the piano and played and sang "Love You For a Long Time" that the sisters often collaborated with when they were children, I guess Juliette should understand that love has never left her.
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