"Will eighth grade be better than seventh grade?"
"Will not."
"What about the ninth grade?"
"The whole junior high school is terrible."
What if the whole puberty is terrible?
The name of the movie is welcome to the dollhouse, but Dunn does not have a dollhouse. She had only one special people club and was torn down. She had no dolls and even cut off her sister's doll head. She wanted Steve's love, wanted to be Brandi's girlfriend and hoped that he would not leave, but she had never been loved by her family, and the only friend who loved her was called "dead gay" by her.
Keep being bullied, ignored, ridiculed, what is after enduring? Will it break out? Will it be gone? When there is no cake to eat, there is nothing but silence. Brandi asked her one last time before jumping out the window, would you like to come. The answer is still, I CANN'T. This is the truth of Dunn. She didn't even figure out why things were always so bad, how could she expect to be presumptuous and free and easy that never belonged to her. Even if I staggered to New York, I still have to come back, get in the Disney chorus wagon, and sing, sing blankly, and walk in place, as if I hadn’t been anywhere that night, and I didn’t work as a matchmaker under the wall. Little girl's dream.
Singing all the way in the closed loop of youth.
Welcome to the dollhouse of most people, and the special people club where I am the only one.
There is always a small but unforgettable memory in my mind: late in the summer, a little sleepy, curled up on a plastic chair watching an old foreign movie (or an old Hong Kong movie) on TV, the air seems to surround me, I feel safe, as if I will fall asleep in the next second.
Because of this memory, the grainy texture of the old movies, the low picture quality, and the music of the age, every time I meet, I will have an indescribable sense of familiarity and nostalgia.
I don't remember, and I can never remember which movie I watched that night, but every time I watch an old movie in the future, I can think that this is it. Isn't it good?
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