The film unfolds from the perspective of the car driver, who pulls the camera directly to the protagonist through the rearview mirror. The gloomy and lonely cello solo reflects the down-and-out situation and dejected mood of the two protagonists. From their curious hostility to their mutual dependence, from Alex's unrequited love to Michelle's acceptance, from all their splits and closes, the audience also appreciates the beauty and disillusionment of love. It's a wonderful film about "love" that makes every nerve shudder while keeping you awake, it makes you so excited, and it makes you so sad.
Many scenes and shots in the film are very infectious: Michelle, who has been traumatized, fantasizes that she blocked the cat's eye on the door of her former boyfriend's house with a gun, and shot him blind with one shot. After waking up from the hallucination, she was still in shock. She could only relieve the psychological pressure by running fast. She flashed through the crowd. At this time, the movie scene and the fast editing created a miracle in front of people. At night, Michelle and Alex were drinking, and the two of them were lying on the dilapidated bridge deck. Suddenly, the sky exploded with fireworks, which bloomed colorfully on them. Michelle took out a pistol with 15 bullets in it. She said to Alex: "7 for me, 7 for you, and 1 for the future." So they sat on the sculpture by the Seine alone. Seven bullets in a row. The sound of gunfire and fireworks merged, the fireworks melted into the smoke, and they melted into each other's eyes. After that, they knocked out the guards, drove the speedboat in the Seine and swam, and the rippling water sparkled in the ink-like night.
Michelle's eyes are going blind, she just wants to go to the art gallery to see the painting she likes. The old tramp took her to sneak into the art gallery at night. Under the candlelight, Michelle sat on the shoulders of the old tramp and stared at the portrait in front of her quietly. She couldn't help reaching out to touch the uneven color picture. With the help of the weak light, Michelle's eyes were immersed in Pure mental state tremors.
The old tramp said: Love is a house to sleep, and Alex is not worthy to find love. But who can match Alex's angelic heart? It was pure as water, clear and transparent, full of all colors and all notes, and he loved it wildly and deeply. And when he wakes up in the morning and sees Michelle's note that says "I'm gone, I'm sorry, Alex, I don't really love you", he is a cold reality falling from a happy sky The world, sinking from the extreme carnival into the darkest night. His despair and pain condensed in one place and could not be released in an instant, the coldness in his heart, depression and destruction could only be solved by that bullet. What Michelle gave to Alex is a feeling that is mixed with all the contradictions at the same time: love and hate that go hand in hand, the sublimation and degeneration of the soul, the splendor and sinking of fate... The precious things in life are often inadvertently related to each other. You brush shoulders, and at the same time life is so accidental, sometimes lost very suddenly. The old tramp just fell into the river and never surfaced again.
For such a film, any comment is pale and powerless, only immersed in it over and over again, feeling the intricate and unspeakable.
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