Mr. Holland belongs to this generation. He is bad. His first death was probably when he found out that his wife was pregnant and could no longer be a composer, and he wanted to run around for a meal from then on. He died for the second time when he discovered that his son was deaf and mute, and his dream could not continue in his son. He retired in 1995. If he follows the Internet, he puts his lifetime pension in Fidelity, and Fidelity puts it in the stock of the .com company. . . . Ah, yes, he is a teacher and has a government pension, so he is not going to hang himself.
Even so, when he lived to 70 years old, the medical insurance system had deteriorated to such a serious degree that he needed to go to Canada to buy painkillers, hoping that Obama could solve this problem for him.
So Mr. Holland really fell home. Life has always been strong, he endured it. Then Hollywood made a movie to celebrate his endurance: Beautifully engineered. So Hollywood is great.
Watching this film ten years ago, I was so touched. Every time I look at it, my eyes will shed tears every time. Until now, I have seen so many decadent stuff.
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