An American couple travels in the desert of Monaco, trying to revive their marriage. After all, Monaco is a country with some romantic temperament. Anyone who has watched "The Bourgge of North Africa" would be willing to believe that Casablanca really has a "Rick Coffee", and Humphrey Bogart in a white suit really once talked about heartache with drunkenness-there is such a thing in the world There are so many corners in many cities and towns, but she just walked to my place. But unfortunately, the couple may be in a fleeting disadvantage. Passing the hillside, it happened that the shepherd brothers tried the gun and accidentally penetrated the left shoulder of his wife [Cate Blanchett]. The story started like this, so rashly absurd, so real. Yes, among everything we encounter, only those outside the plan are called life. The film’s vision is magnificent and broad, as if God’s eyes observe the world, involving all the characters related to the shot-a pair of the Japanese man [Yakusho] who gave the gun to the Monaco guide, his deaf-mute daughter, and an American couple The young children and their Mexican nanny, the brother of the shepherd and their father, the nephew of the Mexican nanny [Gail García Bernal] and the son of her new groom. Japan. A deaf-mute girl was on the streets of Shinjuku, and the boy she met for the first time delivered psychedelic pills with whiskey. After that, in the ballroom, under the red and blue shadows, she saw the boy she liked kissing someone else. In the turbid state of color and light, the girl's clean face was painful and calm, like a lotus flower in full bloom in the dark waters. Why do we have so many misunderstandings in our lives that it is impossible to solve them if we don't give up on ourselves? So the girl exposed her body to the young policeman who was investigating the gun incident, both mourning and venting. It was really thin, nervous, and pitiful nude. You see, the eternal predicament of mankind is always like this-not only can't speak, but also can't express meaning. When the pain and longing in our hearts are beyond words, we turn to physical statements. But it is so straightforward and so sudden that even often we ourselves don't know whether this is a self-salvation or a self-exile. Mexico. The nanny took the two young children to attend his son's wedding. On the way back, they were interrogated by border police and suspected of being kidnapped. In the shock, the three fled in a hurry, but they were separated from each other in the thorny heat and drought. Monaco. After his wife was shot, the barefoot doctor scribbled the wound. The dark-skinned old woman lit the opium cigarette and vomited deeply to relieve her pain. So she calmed down and looked to the roof, her expression as peaceful as the earth. It was during this time of adversity that the husband and wife were no longer embarrassed to say sorry to each other. They kiss , I beg the other party for forgiveness, really, the bones are now, what else is there to care about, don't you think? If he and she really loved each other deeply, and they made the promise of lifelong care to each other before God, then why must one of them bleed so close to death in order to recall their early love? The world is snow and ice. The passengers who were in the same car with the American couple left the two of them and drove off the tourist bus. A young girl in Japan was lying on the sofa watching TV. During the news, there was news about the shooting in Monaco, but who wanted to watch it, she turned around when she raised her wrist. The deported nanny asked worriedly about the separated children, but the border police replied that it has nothing to do with you. It will always be the case, countless tragedies and countless legends occur every minute of the world, and a person is nothing more than being mixed for decades in the next world, where he has cared so much. I especially like the end of the film-the father came home and found his naked daughter on the balcony. Looking out from the tall buildings, the city is like black silk and satin studded with jewels, bright and beautiful. She threw herself into her father's arms, pressed her forehead against his chest and wept in sorrow. At that moment I finally understood why hugs, tears and sleep are always more effective than medicine. After all, when we hurt, we become beasts again. After that, the lens gets farther and farther, and farther and farther. Finally, this window will inevitably become an inconspicuous one among the thousands of lights, remote, unfamiliar, uncomfortable, yet gentle, like stars. In the eleventh section of "Bible Genesis", the story of the Tower of Babel is recorded-the accent and language of the people in the world were the same at that time, so they discussed building a tower to the sky on the plain. Seeing people like this, the Lord knew that there would be no more things they could not do in the future, so he went down to mess up their language and scattered them in the world. Since then, people have been lonely to this point: everyone becomes a country, all over borders and barriers. Language, whether it can be spoken fluently or not, becomes an obstacle. It is very difficult for us to hear each other, we cannot understand each other when we hear it, and it is difficult for us to respond to each other when we understand it. Wittgenstein said that you must remain silent about what you cannot talk about. In fact, there is too much we can't say. But at least in such a barren environment, we still have feelings, which are perishable but strong. Just like the film’s director Gonzalez, he puts out the subtitles with tenderness at the end of the film. He said, I would like to dedicate this film to my children-the darkest night, the brightest light. 2006-12-13 It is true that I once loved deeply, and promised to care for each other for a lifetime before God, so why must one of them bleed and be so close to death in order to recall their early love? The world is snow and ice. The passengers who were in the same car with the American couple left the two of them and drove off the tourist bus. A young girl in Japan was lying on the sofa watching TV. During the news, there was news about the shooting in Monaco, but who wanted to watch it, she turned around when she raised her wrist. The deported nanny asked worriedly about the separated children, but the border police replied that it has nothing to do with you. It will always be the case, countless tragedies and countless legends occur every minute of the world, and a person is nothing more than being mixed for decades in the next world, where he has cared so much. I especially like the end of the film-the father came home and found his naked daughter on the balcony. Looking out from the tall buildings, the city is like black silk and satin studded with jewels, bright and beautiful. She threw herself into her father's arms, pressed her forehead against his chest and wept in sorrow. At that moment, I finally understood why hugs, tears and sleep are always more effective than medicine. After all, when we hurt, we become beasts again. After that, the lens gets farther and farther, and farther and farther. Finally, this window will inevitably become an inconspicuous one among the thousands of lights, remote, unfamiliar, uncomfortable, yet gentle, like stars. In the eleventh section of "Bible Genesis", the story of the Tower of Babel is recorded-the accent and language of the people in the world were the same at that time, so they discussed building a tower to the sky on the plain. Seeing people like this, the Lord knew that there would be no more things they could not do in the future, so he went down to mess up their language and scattered them in the world. Since then, people have been lonely to this point: everyone becomes a country, all over borders and barriers. Language, whether it can be spoken fluently or not, becomes an obstacle. It is very difficult for us to hear each other, we cannot understand each other when we hear it, and it is difficult for us to respond to each other when we understand it. Wittgenstein said that you must remain silent about what you cannot talk about. In fact, there is too much we can't say. But at least in such a barren environment, we still have feelings, which are perishable but strong. Just like the film’s director Gonzalez, he puts out the subtitles with tenderness at the end of the film. He said, I would like to dedicate this film to my children-the darkest night, the brightest light. 2006-12-13 It is true that I once loved deeply, and promised to care for each other for a lifetime before God, so why must one of them bleed and be so close to death in order to recall their early love? The world is snow and ice. The passengers who were in the same car with the American couple left the two of them and drove off the tourist bus. A young girl in Japan was lying on the sofa watching TV. During the news, there was news about the shooting in Monaco, but who wanted to watch it, she turned around when she raised her wrist. The deported nanny asked worriedly about the separated children, but the border police replied that it has nothing to do with you. It will always be the case, countless tragedies and countless legends occur every minute of the world, and a person is nothing more than being mixed for decades in the next world, where he has cared so much. I especially like the end of the film-the father came home and found his naked daughter on the balcony. Looking out from the tall buildings, the city is like black silk and satin studded with jewels, bright and beautiful. She threw into her father's arms, put her forehead against his chest, weeping in mourning. At that moment, I finally understood why hugs, tears and sleep are always more effective than medicine. After all, when we hurt, we become beasts again. After that, the lens gets farther and farther, and farther and farther. Finally, this window will inevitably become an inconspicuous one among the thousands of lights, remote, unfamiliar, uncomfortable, yet gentle, like stars. In the eleventh section of "Bible Genesis", the story of the Tower of Babel is recorded-the accent and language of the people in the world were the same at that time, so they discussed building a tower to the sky on the plain. Seeing people like this, the Lord knew that there would be no more things they could not do in the future, so he went down to mess up their language and scattered them in the world. Since then, people have been lonely to this point: everyone becomes a country, all over borders and barriers. Language, whether it can be spoken fluently or not, becomes an obstacle. It is very difficult for us to hear each other, we cannot understand each other when we hear it, and it is difficult for us to respond to each other when we understand it. Wittgenstein said that you must remain silent about what you cannot talk about. In fact, there is too much we can't say. But at least in such a barren environment, we still have feelings, which are perishable but strong. Just like the film’s director Gonzalez, he puts out the subtitles with tenderness at the end of the film. He said, I would like to dedicate this film to my children-the darkest night, the brightest light. 2006-12-13 The passengers in the same car as the couple dropped them and drove off the tourist bus. A young girl in Japan was lying on the sofa watching TV. During the news, there was news about the shooting in Monaco, but who wanted to watch it, she turned around when she raised her wrist. The deported nanny asked worriedly about the separated children, but the border police replied that it has nothing to do with you. It will always be the case, countless tragedies and countless legends occur every minute of the world, and a person is nothing more than being mixed for decades in the next world, where he has cared so much. I especially like the end of the film-the father came home and found his naked daughter on the balcony. Looking out from the tall buildings, the city is like black silk and satin studded with jewels, bright and beautiful. She threw herself into her father's arms, pressed her forehead against his chest and wept in sorrow. At that moment, I finally understood why hugs, tears and sleep are always more effective than medicine. After all, when we hurt, we become beasts again. After that, the lens gets farther and farther, and farther and farther. Finally, this window will inevitably become an inconspicuous one among the thousands of lights, remote, unfamiliar, uncomfortable, yet gentle, like stars. In the eleventh section of "Bible Genesis", the story of the Tower of Babel is recorded-the accent and language of the people in the world were the same at that time, so they discussed building a tower to the sky on the plain. Seeing people like this, the Lord knew that there would be no more things they could not do in the future, so he went down to mess up their language and scattered them in the world. Since then, people have been lonely to this point: everyone becomes a country, all over borders and barriers. Language, whether it can be spoken fluently or not, becomes an obstacle. It is very difficult for us to hear each other, we cannot understand each other when we hear it, and it is difficult for us to respond to each other when we understand it. Wittgenstein said that you must remain silent about what you cannot talk about. In fact, there is too much we can't say. But at least in such a barren environment, we still have feelings, which are perishable but strong. Just like the film’s director Gonzalez, he puts out the subtitles with tenderness at the end of the film. He said, I would like to dedicate this film to my children-the darkest night, the brightest light. 2006-12-13 The passengers in the same car as the couple dropped them and drove off the tourist bus. A young girl in Japan was lying on the sofa watching TV. During the news, there was news about the shooting in Monaco, but who wanted to watch it, she turned around when she raised her wrist. The deported nanny asked worriedly about the separated children, but the border police replied that it has nothing to do with you. It will always be the case, countless tragedies and countless legends occur every minute of the world, and a person is nothing more than being mixed for decades in the next world, where he has cared so much. I especially like the end of the film-the father came home and found his naked daughter on the balcony. Looking out from the tall buildings, the city is like black silk and satin studded with jewels, bright and beautiful. She threw herself into her father's arms, pressed her forehead against his chest and wept in sorrow. At that moment, I finally understood why hugs, tears and sleep are always more effective than medicine. After all, when we hurt, we become beasts again. After that, the lens gets farther and farther, and farther and farther. Finally, this window will inevitably become an inconspicuous one among the thousands of lights, remote, unfamiliar, uncomfortable, yet gentle, like stars. In the eleventh section of "Bible Genesis", the story of the Tower of Babel is recorded-the accent and language of the people in the world were the same at that time, so they discussed building a tower to the sky on the plain. Seeing people like this, the Lord knew that there would be no more things they could not do in the future, so he went down to mess up their language and scattered them in the world. Since then, people have been lonely to this point: everyone becomes a country, all over borders and barriers. Language, whether it can be spoken fluently or not, becomes an obstacle. It is very difficult for us to hear each other, we cannot understand each other when we hear it, and it is difficult for us to respond to each other when we understand it. Wittgenstein said that you must remain silent about what you cannot talk about. In fact, there is too much we can't say. But at least in such a barren environment, we still have feelings, which are perishable but strong. Just like the film’s director Gonzalez, he puts out the subtitles with tenderness at the end of the film. He said, I would like to dedicate this film to my children-the darkest night, the brightest light. 2006-12-13 So much care. I especially like the end of the film-the father came home and found his naked daughter on the balcony. Looking out from the tall buildings, the city is like black silk and satin studded with jewels, bright and beautiful. She threw herself into her father's arms, pressed her forehead against his chest and wept in sorrow. At that moment, I finally understood why hugs, tears and sleep are always more effective than medicine. After all, when we hurt, we become beasts again. After that, the lens gets farther and farther, and farther and farther. Finally, this window will inevitably become an inconspicuous one among the thousands of lights, remote, unfamiliar, uncomfortable, yet gentle, like stars. In the eleventh section of "Bible Genesis", the story of the Tower of Babel is recorded-the accent and language of the people in the world were the same at that time, so they discussed building a tower to the sky on the plain. Seeing people like this, the Lord knew that there would be no more things they could not do in the future, so he went down to mess up their language and scattered them in the world. Since then, people have been lonely to this point: everyone becomes a country, all over borders and barriers. Language, whether it can be spoken fluently or not, becomes an obstacle. It is very difficult for us to hear each other, we cannot understand each other when we hear it, and it is difficult for us to respond to each other when we understand it. Wittgenstein said that you must remain silent about what you cannot talk about. In fact, there is too much we can't say. But at least in such a barren environment, we still have feelings, which are perishable but strong. Just like the film’s director Gonzalez, he puts out the subtitles with tenderness at the end of the film. He said, I would like to dedicate this film to my children-the darkest night, the brightest light. 2006-12-13 So much care. I especially like the end of the film-the father came home and found his naked daughter on the balcony. Looking out from the tall buildings, the city is like black silk and satin studded with jewels, bright and beautiful. She threw herself into her father's arms, pressed her forehead against his chest and wept in sorrow. At that moment, I finally understood why hugs, tears and sleep are always more effective than medicine. After all, when we hurt, we become beasts again. After that, the lens gets farther and farther, and farther and farther. Finally, this window will inevitably become an inconspicuous one among the thousands of lights, remote, unfamiliar, uncomfortable, yet gentle, like stars. In the eleventh section of "Bible Genesis", the story of the Tower of Babel is recorded-the accent and language of the people in the world were the same at that time, so they discussed building a tower to the sky on the plain. Seeing people like this, the Lord knew that there would be no more things they could not do in the future, so he went down to mess up their language and scattered them in the world. Since then, people have been lonely to this point: everyone becomes a country, all over borders and barriers. Language, whether it can be spoken fluently or not, becomes an obstacle. It is very difficult for us to hear each other, we cannot understand each other when we hear it, and it is difficult for us to respond to each other when we understand it. Wittgenstein said that you must remain silent about what you cannot talk about. In fact, there is too much we can't say. But at least in such a barren environment, we still have feelings, which are perishable but strong. Just like the film’s director Gonzalez, he puts out the subtitles with tenderness at the end of the film. He said, I would like to dedicate this film to my children-the darkest night, the brightest light. 2006-12-13 They messed up their language and scattered them in the world. Since then, people have been lonely to this point: everyone becomes a country, all over borders and barriers. Language, whether it can be spoken fluently or not, becomes an obstacle. It is very difficult for us to hear each other, we cannot understand each other when we hear it, and it is difficult for us to respond to each other when we understand it. Wittgenstein said that you must remain silent about what you cannot talk about. In fact, there is too much we can't say. But at least in such a barren environment, we still have feelings, which are perishable but strong. Just like the film’s director Gonzalez, he puts out the subtitles with tenderness at the end of the film. He said, I would like to dedicate this film to my children-the darkest night, the brightest light. 2006-12-13 They messed up their language and scattered them in the world. Since then, people have been lonely to this point: everyone becomes a country, all over borders and barriers. Language, whether it can be spoken fluently or not, becomes an obstacle. It is very difficult for us to hear each other, we cannot understand each other when we hear it, and it is difficult for us to respond to each other when we understand it. Wittgenstein said that you must remain silent about what you cannot talk about. In fact, there is too much we can't say. But at least in such a barren environment, we still have feelings, which are perishable but strong. Just like the film’s director Gonzalez, he puts out the subtitles with tenderness at the end of the film. He said, I would like to dedicate this film to my children-the darkest night, the brightest light. 2006-12-13
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