——The inscription
is early in the morning, and the movie has become a way of self-anaesthesia. Habitually turned off the light, facing the DVD player, a glass of boiled water.
Started to listen to a man telling his own story, this time, it was a man named Max.
It is habitual to think that love movies have a habit of yearning for a complete ending, but this one, from the day I want to watch it, I feel the director’s cleverness, or it may be personal paranoia. The story that kills love is to let People seem to feel real, and indeed, in reality, there are so many beautiful and complete loves like Korean soap operas. How many people do we have to pass by, how many times should we take the subway, and how many zebra crossings we have to cross before we can reach the people who are waiting for each other to start a new journey at the end? I can’t figure it out, no one can figure it out, and so is Max. You will never know how many so-called loves you will experience, and how many people have ever loved you.
I think most people construct a beautiful future in their minds, not just love, but in reality, they stand helplessly at a place far away from their ideals, watching it deconstruct or even collapse a little bit. Maybe depressed, maybe sober, and finally accept. I think what I want to say is that in the end, you can only find out helplessly. In fact, your love and the other side you finally reach may even be the opposite distance.
Life is far more complicated than movies, I always think so.
The structure of the story is very compact. Max and his fiancée’s wedding date is approaching. He happened to see Lisa who he once loved but left without saying goodbye. So he was immersed in the unresolved entanglement in his heart by memories, and struggling to find Lisa who disappeared instantly. , But met Alice who had silently loved him and tried his best to separate him and Lisa, so he was moved by Alice in front of him, and gave up looking for Lisa. At this time, he was already waiting for his fiancee. Throw it out of the sky.
Every woman in the story is waiting for love, giving, and even sacrificing her inner beauty. However, the wandering, drifting, and forgetting of a man turned the stories of the three women into tragedies. Should it be condemned? Condemn betrayal, or lie? But Max has truly loved each of them. It’s just that in the endless maze of love, you look at the mirrors on the walls, and the person you see may never be the person next to you, seemingly tentacles. But it is only an illusion, so in order to find an illusion, you lose the person behind you who was walking the maze with you hand in hand, and then you see another illusion in the mirror, and you do it for Looking for a new illusion, and losing the previous illusion, and in the end, the illusion you see may be the real partner that followed you in the first place.
But in the end, you may never get out of the maze, or you may find the exit only to find yourself alone.
I think Max’s story has no ending. If I were a screenwriter, I would throw himself at the exit of the maze, and I wouldn’t let him get out of the maze and always play a game with an illusion. I would let him understand, what is important.
And those three women, in fact, in the end, the most tragic thing was Max's fiancee who returned to her. She would be kept in the dark forever, and she would always face Max to find another memory or illusion, or , She is just a short-lived illusion, may be sought, may be forgotten.
On the way to examine the love entanglements of others, I asked myself a question, if I were Alice, what would I do, I was sure that if I were to become one of them, I would only be the contradictory woman. I asked myself what to do, and the answer was, I don’t know. I do not have such a powerful and beautiful quality to control myself not to block, let alone allow myself to block, because I still believe that true love will not be annihilated for any external reasons, even if it is natural force, even Is death. I don't know what to do, so I seem to be more contradictory than Alice, she is braver than me.
The director is very clever. At the beginning, Max used the attitude of picking the ring to insinuate the clues of the story. Love all three.
Perhaps it should be hated. From the perspective of a woman, this man is indeed worth hating, but love is never right or wrong. If you want to hate, you can only hate him for being too lost.
And in the endless maze of love, we can never be sure what we want. Perhaps the person you are loving now is just an illusion, or perhaps you yourself are an illusion in the labyrinth of others.
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