There has always been a saying that the core of comedy is tragedy. A drama that can move people is considered a success, but the best drama makes people laugh to tears.
When it comes to Rowan Atkinson, almost everyone will think of Mr Bean, who brought this character to life in a pioneering way. So even if the protagonist of this movie is called Johnny English, we still translate it as "The Bean Agent".
So many people all over the world like Mr Bean, why on earth?
When I saw Mr Bean when I was young, my smile is actually the same as that of adults, it's nothing more than a different angle. In the eyes of children, Mr. Bean is a stupid adult, sometimes even more stupid than some young and mature children, always doing things that are reasonable and unexpected. In the eyes of adults, it is really hard to find an adult who is stupid than themselves. Their spontaneous sense of superiority makes them want to stop the story of Doudou.
Seeing Doudou fall, frustrated, failed, and wronged, the audience laughed forward and backward. No one seemed to realize that Doudou’s bad luck was not because he was special. The reason why Doudou became a joke is precisely because he is ordinary like us. people. There is no golden soup spoon or silver spoon, no gift from the gods for appreciating food, no adventures of death and later life. As we grow up, we gradually realize one thing, "I am a mediocre person", and this mediocrity It is very likely to last a lifetime.
While complaining that going to work is like going to jail, he would still clock in on time; while complaining about the warmth of favor, while still wanting to hold hands for true love; while lamenting the huge profits of luxury goods, I still want to buy myself a gift. We are so eager for wealth, admiration, and glamour, but in the real world, we are always "being handsome for no more than three seconds", and we are always incomparable to someone on the corner of the street. what else can we do? The survivors at the top of the pyramid can only be a few, and we belong to the majority.
Most people are not favored by fate. Others play cleverness to ask for rain, we play cleverness and we are delayed by ourselves; others pretend to be B, we pretend to be B, and we do everything in one second; others pick up lottery tickets and make millions every day, and we are owed hard-earned wages. If we record the unlucky things of most people together, almost everyone of us is a silly bean, always doing stupid things in the eyes of others without knowing it. It's okay to have choices in life, but the best option selected by some people is a total disaster in the eyes of others. And others don't know that at the moment we make a choice, this option is already the relatively best one.
Which person with mediocre aptitude and unremarkable background has never dreamed of reaching the sky in one step? Like Handou, each of us has tried hard to do something to make ourselves look more "cool". We think that we are different from others. It is precisely this kind of "thought" that allows each of us to have the greatest common denominator. From aspirational ambition to contentment, the process of growth does not depend on how much we get. On the contrary, the more we grow, the more we understand which illusions need to be discarded.
At this point, Handou is really different. He kept the last childishness in an adult's heart, believing and insisting on making the best choice for "fantasy". What about mediocrity? What about bad luck? After a second of embarrassment, he will return to a state of self-confidence and insist on doing what he wants to do. Even if the whole world laughed at him madly and stupidly, he firmly believed in what he was looking for. How strong does a person need to be in order to hold up his faith in the face of reality?
We are all Beans, but we are not as good as Beans, a little bit of cold-eyed words can easily defeat us and make ourselves defeated in the face of mediocrity. Even though they are all ordinary, our ordinary says helpless, and the doudou wants to plant a flower in the desert. Maybe he couldn't plant a petal in the end, but undoubtedly, he was the one who found the true meaning of life.
God bless me, I bless myself.
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