After all, what is love? What role do women play in it? What about men? The movie starts with skiing. In love, do we often stall and cannot control the result? After all, what we can't control is love? Is it a lover? Or yourself? The "love" described in this film is different from what most of us hope and fantasize about. He directly and mercilessly shatters my fantasy of love: it is extremely real. So, I don't like this movie, it's too bloody. And the woman in this love, Tony, is so stupid and stupid. She tolerates her husband time and time again, is deceived by his rhetoric again and again, and is attracted by his infinite charm even after divorce. . And his husband, Georgio, is an asshole at all. Even if he gets married, he doesn't change his frivolous personality. I even want to punch him well when I watch it from a third-person perspective. But why did they fall in love? They are obviously so unsuitable, why are they still together? Are we, like Tony and Georgio sometimes? Extremely stupid, extremely illusory, extremely detached from reality, extremely easy to be seduced by the charm of the other party, extremely easy to be deceived by the ability to think? Do we, too, often do, insisting on a relationship with a person, an event, an object: and we are fearless and willing to surrender. In the real world, love is so unreasonable. Sometimes he is the king and you are the people; sometimes you are the princess and he is the guard; love is often so unequal. Even if you know that the person in front of you often gives more pain than happiness, you will still love with all your strength and defiance. Love gives people power, but also takes away the rights of some people: in this wrestling competition, someone will always win and someone will lose, and the outcome is often predestined. The world we live in is always so real and so realistic. The beautiful love I imagined probably won't exist, right? Occasionally, a movie like this that shatters the beautiful fantasy may just be a lesson for the future self. Man, it seems that you still have to surrender to reality. Sometimes, reality is much greater than love: because we can choose whether to be slaves of love, but we cannot choose to escape the cruelty of reality. The love that kings and princesses think is probably not suitable for mortals, right? They look at love from their point of view, and the pride of looking down is something I can't afford to support. Don't expect that kind of vigorous love. All stories that are not realistic are not suitable for existence in reality.
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