Angels with broken wings, self-imposed exile, wandering the world.
The devil meets the angel and falls in love with the angel. The devil is not in heaven, and at all costs will keep the angel by his side, on his bridge.
A firework that burns most gorgeously, moths to the flames.
In fact, Alex is not even a devil. He may be more like a clown. Although he is good at somersaults, he can play fire-breathing shows to entertain Michele, and he can come to Michele's bedroom to steal her diary. Lovely tramp, a short, ugly, crippled man who lives on a bridge, can't sleep.
Michele first saw Alex on the night Alex became a lame man. He was lying drunk in the middle of the road, unknown to the personnel, and was run over by a car. She drew the fleeting twist on his face for the moment, and then came to his bridge. After he came back, he saw Michele sleeping on his "bed", and also saw his face in Michele's portfolio. The devil and the angel officially met, and I think from this moment, Alex fell in love.
So he tried every means to keep her on the bridge, and persuaded the old man who was on the bridge to give him sleeping pills every day, peeped at her things, and went into her past bedroom to find her diary. It turns out that Michele is the daughter of the colonel, and her family is very good. She was abandoned by her boyfriend who played the cello because of an eye disease. For Alex, she was the angel who fell to his side, he loved her in his way and kept her in his way.
This is the most instinctive and pathetic way of a humble man.
He was limping, struggling to run through the staggered subway tunnels, only because of the sound of the cello in the distance. He didn't know who was pulling it, he just knew Michele couldn't see it. He threatens the handsome man in front of him to leave, tricks Michele into being a woman when she arrives, and turns away with a limp. The back at this time even seemed a bit wretched, but you can only sigh in your heart, he just loves her.
The devil fell in love with the angel's fire and saw the light in a fireworks that burned the world like heaven.
Michele danced under the fireworks in a frenzied rage. She was venting, but for Alex, she was a fatal angel temptation in the streamer. Alex clumsily followed, rolling somersaults and laughing. They shot into the sky, roaring loudly, as if splitting another space between heaven and earth, leaving no one else, making the worlds of angels and demons merge here. The fireworks bloomed to the extreme, and they used the last strength of their lives to bloom and burn, which became the most gorgeous background of their love affair, but it was also a destined poignant implication: love burns as brilliant as fireworks, but it is short-lived, and moths fly into the flame. But Alex will be reckless no matter what. When Michele fell into the water under the fireworks curtain, Alex jumped without hesitation.
The madness finally ended. But the love between the devil and the angel has only just begun. Alex put down a poem next to sleeping Michele: If I say, the sky is white; you say, the clouds are black; then, we are in love. Alex waited until Michele's cloud was black and they fell in love.
The distance between angels and demons is also starting to become clearer, they made a lot of money with Alex's sleeping pills, Michele takes Alex on a trip, wants to teach him to sleep without sleeping pills, wants to get him off the bridge, wants him to sleep on a real bed. But Alex accidentally got the money box into the water by Michele, and when Michele left to go to the museum to see the painting, he lost control and self-harmed. Michele didn't know, she never taught Alex to sleep, and she couldn't get Alex off his bridge, it was his world, his protection, only there was he safe, and only there she belonged to him . However, this bridge is not the only one in the world after all, and the seaside that can heal Michele's news is plastered all over the subway station. The motto of loving her and making her happy doesn't belong to the devil, Alex burns down posters in a tunnel, chasing the car with the posters all the way to destroy them all. This is the most primitive and instinctive way of the devil. If you love her, you will get her, and he will not hesitate to break her wings or stain her white feathers, but to keep her, at any price! Alex did pay a huge price. He mistakenly burned the poster, but he failed to keep Michele. Michele heard the news on the radio and left. Alex shot himself in the hand in grief and was arrested for arson.
The angel returned to his own world, and the devil fell into a deeper hell for falling in love with the angel. But it's not over yet, they meet on the bridge the day Alex gets out of prison. The bridge is no longer Alex's bridge, it has been repaired and opened to traffic, and Michele's eyes are healed and appear like a real angel. The two were pulled into the living reality. When midnight came, Michele hesitated to leave, but Alex refused. He embraced Michele with the simple logic of the devil and jumped into the water. The world began to blur again, and they were rescued by a ship and decided to follow the ship to the Atlantic to find their other bridge, another world where angels and demons merged.
The director gave this love that was destined to be a moth to a flame a happy ending, but a happy ending is not a perfect story. That kind of bravery, the fireworks that burnt so hard all dimmed its beauty because of this ending. The so-called love is shorter than fireworks and more embarrassing than butterflies. What I want is a lament.
Love is sometimes something left to a person's mind. I will always remember that scene. Alex repeated Michele's name repeatedly, and threw a boulder into the lake. The stone rose and fell with the waves. The sound waves formed by the name of Michiele also seemed to advance layer by layer in Alex's heart, and finally flood.
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