I want to give full marks to the film. The framing of the soundtrack and the shots are impeccable.
At the beginning, Gustatu's sad face swayed with the ship, and no background and plot were shown for a few minutes, but a few seemingly insignificant diagonal scenes became the key points of the subsequent plot advancement.
The slow, pointed camera movement when I first met Tacchio had me sitting in the audience almost turned on. Memories, reality and dreams, and imagination are parallel and indistinguishable, making people fall into the grief of the bereaved daughter together with Gustatu, the attachment to morality and art, the nostalgia for his wife, and the shocking beauty in the face of Tacchio in shock, self-contradiction and madness.
The director used Gustatu's academic debate on "beauty" with his peers to quietly show the huge contradiction between Gustatu's forbidden love for juveniles and his personal values and pursuits, and it also highlights the "love" of this kind of "love". There is no cure.
Gustatu watched the imaginary scene of the Tacchio family leaving. The following, hiding, standing, and looking at each other between the two moved everyone's heartstrings with the tragic background music. Gustatu's face was the pursuit of love. The ridiculous and miserable makeup was gradually worn away by black smoke and sweat, and the water-red roses on the chest also withered, which is consistent with the direction of this love and personal life.
Probably the most emotional movie I've seen this year.
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