I entered the main venue and came to the famous Bazin Theater, waiting in line for the last screening of "Restless". I came to the line two hours early, but finally did not match the intentions, successfully entered, and sat in the most comfortable seat. Sitting next to me was an elderly woman. I pretended to borrow her Marche du Film brochure to open the conversation. It turns out that she is a documentary reporter for French TV. It happened that I was watching TV in the hotel last night (I hadn't watched TV much in Paris for half a year, and I actually got cramped to watch TV last night) and just saw the French TV documentary "68", which made me such an obvious act of accosting. It's not so obvious. We have been chatting some and not until the beginning of the film.
Gus Van Sant’s film is full of his breath from the first scene. In the words of the film review in the Cannes special issue of the American "Variety" magazine which was distributed free of charge every day, "This picture is like soaking 35mm film in honey." Two very special characters, very unrealistic, but very lovable, so at the end, the audience feels so sorry that the audience loses her extreme, and he feels a touch of comfort because of his ingenious handling.
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