I read while writing, some random thoughts.
There are two corresponding plots in the movie, which are very interesting. In the first scene, the heroine reads a diary of self-analysis to the male protagonist, and the male protagonist is sleeping soundly. In the second scene, the two are in the female lead's office. The male lead expresses emotion from his daughter's travel expenses and his poor emotional education, and the female lead yawns. Faced with the situation in the past two weeks, the heroine in the first act chose to stop reading and stroked the sleeping male lead, but the hero in the second act found that the heroine didn't care, and stopped wisely: "I'd better not say it— —Would you like some more brandy? Let’s discuss what to eat for the evening.”
In fact, these "drowsiness" should be the moments of heart-to-heart.
But without exception, it came to an abrupt end
The strange thing is that when they got divorced and they reorganized their families - when it's even more difficult to see each other once a year, they can hug each other and talk all night:
we found ourselves
But facing the small self, lamenting the greatness of the other party
That's what we are now, criticizing our other half
Like us, they're stuck in this room
This is a spiritual group sex of the highest state
like a life textbook
It's wonderful, but I just can't take it
Man, in the insatiable greed of wanting and wanting, he gradually loses his ability to love.
I think the biggest inspiration this movie gave me was -- I used to think, "To really love someone is to want the other person to be happy." This kind of thinking is so stupid, so stupid... What about myself? What if this happiness comes at the cost of hurting myself?
When the female protagonist learned that the male protagonist eloped with a female college student, her first reaction was to take into account the male protagonist's schedule tomorrow, fearing that she would delay him... It makes me sad... Is this love? Is this really love? I prefer to believe that this is a kind of connivance, that the relationship is not like a husband and wife, but like a mother and child. How can two people who truly love each other have the heart to hurt each other? If the true happiness theory I once believed was correct, it was also based on the happiness of both people. If you truly love someone, you want "us" to be happy. If any one of them gets hurt, this love is deformed and should be stopped and weakened.
The heroine lost herself, and the hero was too selfish. Both of them were pretending to be themselves.
Still be honest, still need to progress: To stay safe is to be honest, and to stay fresh and attractive is to progress. Do new things with old people, and be the person who knows each other best, even know him better than each other... How to maintain love? If you really care and are really willing to repair yourself for the other person and grow together, how can love disappear? But if one lie sets another lie, the only thing you will gain is that the two of you will drift apart.
They were originally two people who didn't know each other, and they never really opened their hearts to each other. In an intimate relationship, we can't just show our beautiful and glorious side. In fact, more often, the exposure of vulnerability and dark side is the real trust and release.
Maybe they've never been in love, they're just used to kissing and showing love, accustomed to hugging and sleeping together, and mistaking habits for love from the heart, which is the root of the twist. Marriage is not a game of habit. Marriage should be a mutual recognition from the heart, and appointing the other person as the only and most trusted partner in this life is a responsibility and a burden, but it is also a source of stability and happiness.
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