After reading it, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and there was only one question in my head, how could 21-year-old Leonardo grow up like this.
This is really a very special viewing experience, and it feels like being tortured from the beginning to the end. I've never been so immersed in a character to see the whole movie from his point of view. When Rimbaud looked at Verlaine with either arrogant frivolity or enthusiasm and sincerity, it was difficult to control himself not to penetrate Verlaine.
The beauty of the young man is very aggressive and insightful, and any words that are arbitrarily decorated on him are a kind of blasphemy. This kind of beauty is also extremely time-sensitive, but anyone trying to stay for this period of time becomes a crime. Leonardo is handsome like a textbook after growing up, but he will no longer have the arrogance and aggressiveness of his youth, the beauty.
One of the interesting things is that when Rimbaud asked Verlaine after being released from prison whether to choose his body or his soul, I felt that it was me who was being tortured across the screen. He was neither forced nor excited, he asked the question candidly, standing like a mirror to examine the soul. In front of him, lies are cowardly and stupid, while truths are cruel but sober. I just want to say that this question is too tricky, big brother, no one can truly choose a soul when faced with this face.
In the film, Rimbaud is disappointed and bitter at Verlaine's answer, and outside the film, I am ashamed and ashamed of my shallowness and emptiness. Verlaine may have come close to Rimbaud's soul, but this approach is trivial compared to the intense impact on the flesh. And I have no reason to excuse me, I just crave his body, I'm cheap.
Every man is innocent, but he is guilty. I am not disappointed when his beauty is etched with age. Perhaps this appearance is God's unconscious short-term pity, and does not belong to the human world.
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