I don't know why I think of the Turkish March when I watch a movie, and I think, it's not just because the movie is from Turkey. Whether it's Albert's kiss while Ada is playing a record, or Ada and Albert's mother walking around the mall, or Albert making a cake for Ada and introducing Ada to the staff, it's all in the mind. This tune fits so well. But this Mozart tune by Gould is so playful and cute that I can't stop imagining that it's only suitable for their sweet romance. In fact, a lot of Turkish elements in the movie are also foods worth tasting slowly. Well, this is a love movie that has no way of clarifying its origins and demise. The parting that dare not go into depth, the logic that cannot be discerned, is gone like water. Ada was probably the angel who landed next to Albert. She had fallen in love with Albert from the very beginning, the panic when picking clothes, the babble when making love, the anger when parting, she was waiting for his ice to melt.
But just like in Hardy's "Far from the Crowd" book they were looking for when they first met, the story always develops according to wishes that do not belong to them. Because they don't belong to the same world after all. He is indeed an angel and can't melt three feet of ice. So apart from regret, this should be the best result for Albert. Because sometimes, no matter what, it is a miss, or a fault. He always reminds me of Kafka, falling in love again and again, and then breaking the engagement; fearing loneliness, but enjoying it; expecting to resist, but having to obey the patriarchy; loving writing, but destroying manuscripts again and again . How to do it? In the end, Kafka chose to sleep under the ice. If it was not for his friends to save the manuscript in time, perhaps we would not be able to read his works at all. This is certainly not the best choice, but so what? In the sleepless nights of Istanbul, Albert ran wildly all the way, or his heart was running wildly, running wildly to the snow-covered caves in the frozen rock formations of the uninhabited islands... It was still too lonely.
View more about Alone reviews
