This is a movie propped up purely by performances and lines. There are no ups and downs in the plot, no unexpected stories, and just the life of a low-level African American who is divided into three segments from juvenile to adulthood. Seemingly hopeless life. Poor people, black people, single parents, addict mothers, same-sex orientation, whichever fate has you will weigh you down, let alone blow you all the way, think how not to despair. Despair is to find hope, and there must be a reason to live. The protagonist in the play is looking for it, and if he finds it, the audience will also see hope. The way of looking in this film is not to make the protagonist a winner in life by making up stories. Obviously, it is not a This is an inspirational drama. Its highlight is that it not only presents a panoramic view of the life and growth of a black American at the bottom (perhaps the word "growing up" is more appropriate, growth is more commendable), but also portrayed through delicate performances and lines. The emotions and inner world of the characters are revealed, so you will see that no matter how small the life is, the heart is just as rich, and it also has the desire and right to love and be loved. A reason for indifference, followed by hope. For example, in the dialogue between a mother and her son, you can really feel that she does not love her son, but lacks the ability to love. This is almost a common problem of failed family education in the world, and it is also the crux of the difficulty of turning over the bottom class. Fortunately, the image of Juan as a father substitute appeared. Although Juan himself could not hold back his identity as a drug dealer or the thorny road arranged by fate, it did not affect his fatherly love and hope for Chiron. The blue black figure running under the moonlight is a dream in the hearts of generations of Juan, and he hopes that it can be realized by generations of Chiron. It seems that Qi Lun is following the old path of Juan, but the spark of hope in Hu An’s heart is preserved in Qi Lun. The reunion with Kevin at the end of the film is the proof-life has abused me thousands of times, and I am waiting for my first love. Like my first love, I still remember the kindness you gave me, I don't care about the hurt you did to me, I still choose to believe, I still have hope, I want to be that blue boy running under the moonlight, even though I'm a black drug dealer. When can a film about a Chinese story written, directed and acted by a Chinese in the United States be able to do the same (limited to modern films, except for ancient costumes, because there is "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon"). This kind of thinking may itself be a manifestation of cultural lack of confidence, then we will shoot in the local area, use the local language, and tell local stories. When the filming is completed, foreigners will actively buy tickets, vying for Amway, running around to tell each other, and everyone will be empty. When the time comes, The virus is yours and not yours.
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