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Start, run, wave double Arms, stride forward... Turn your head to the right, who is he smiling at, who is he waving to, who is the last nostalgia and nostalgia in his eyes... When he smiles and jumps up, his arms open like opening With his wings open, he chose to fly downward in the thin haze of the city's morning light...
without a bloody drop to the ground, what a beautiful and extreme jump this is! On the street, a girl with bare feet stepped on the broken glass lightly, and walked all the way, leading us into this-the Million Dollar Hotel. What a drunken fan, a name full of conjecture. But there are no rich people here, this is just a gathering place for mentally ill patients abandoned by medical institutions. The death of the son of a rich man has attracted the attention of the outside world, otherwise no one would be willing to step into this place, which is either a lunatic or an idiot. This is a corner abandoned by society.
Tom Tom is a young man with some mental retardation. They all call him an idiot. He is not angry. He will say: You are right! He fell in love with Louis, a girl who was a little nervous and loved to walk barefoot, like a shadow that didn't exist. In such a place full of crazy atmosphere, they are permeated with incomparable simplicity and kindness. When Tom plucked up the courage to speak to her in the corridor for the first time, he was at a loss like a child. He poked his head and said something low, and then immediately retracted, wanting to get close to her but he was afraid of blaspheming her. She looked like a frightened bird, dangling her cigarette nervously and leaning her head, trying to avoid his gaze.
"Do you remember me?"
"I remember everything."
"Everything?"
"Yes. Everything."
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From this moment on, I fell in love with the conversation between Tom Tom and Louis. In the dim corridor, Tom Tom's bright eyes made people palpitate, and what gleamed was his pure love for the girl in front of him. Their dialogue is low, low, and ambiguous, like the whispers of people in their dreams who have not yet awakened, but they are corrupt and beautiful to make people dizzy... and I prefer to call this fascinating voice—"Mumbling, mumbling. "...
Following Tom Tom’s whisper, the film unfolds calmly and sadly. The farce being staged in the hotel seems to be irrelevant to them, greed, desire, cover-up, betrayal, a bunch of lunatics are dreaming of getting rich, a bunch of self-proclaimed gentlemen enter here shamelessly to satisfy their desire for voyeurism. When these filthy and complicated things are happening, a love that belongs to Tom Tom and Louis, a love that is spoken in a low voice, is like a pliable vine in a dark corner, actually growing quietly, upward, Up...
In Tom Tom’s room, Tom Tom and Louis were sitting under the window. Louis asked Tom: "Why do you like me so much?... There must be a reason..." Tom closed his eyes and thought for a while. Suddenly turned his head to look at Louis seriously, and said in a dreamlike voice: "Love cannot be described, like a tree, or the sea, or a mysterious thing... Love is our eyes, the sinner in the saint’s heart, and an oil painting. The light in the depths..."
Madman? idiot? Who is? Are they still us? …
Look at Tom Tom’s bright eyes, Louis’s innocent smile, they simply hug and snuggle, kiss their lips like children, and listen to their disorderly and erratic muttering, your heart will be filled with sorrow. And pity? Not to Tom Tom and Louis, but to us, to this world, to this heavy, complicated, messy, and empty world, to the helpless, confused, self-righteous us who live here...
when Tom takes his love to the sky And Fei, the sky is near in an instant, how far is heaven from him in the fall of the body and the liberation of the soul? ?
If time can be paused, I would always watch them hug each other and whisper softly to the beloved partner. I would like to see their eyes intertwined at the moment, the confusion and sweetness...just let me shake and indulge in this joy and In the innocence of sorrow, let me fall asleep and die peacefully while listening to the mumbling of Tom Tom and Louis...
Blue radial
2003/6/15
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