The film and people's breathing always maintain the same rhythm, and the emotional transition is smooth and rich. In 201 minutes, it is like having spent three days of Jeanne's life.
Although Jeanne worked hard to maintain a single mother's life by "selling skin and flesh", she never gave up the cup of coffee in the tavern. Just like the hint of the red silk scarf, it maintains her "arrogant" self-esteem.
When Jeanne tried to create a bistro taste with coffee from a thermos at the kitchen table, she failed repeatedly. Of course, the most likely problem is the coffee beans and the production method, but the bigger ambiguity is the location. Jeanne's heart has never fallen in love with this kitchen, it seems to be the most important place in her life, but it is also the pain point of her life.
In the story, Jeanne walked into the cafe for the last time, and the usual seat was occupied by a middle-aged woman with silver-white curly hair and black-rimmed glasses smoking a cigarette. She could only sit on the side and order the same coffee. But just as he started the same ritual, adding milk, peeling off the candy wrapper, adding sugar and stirring, this time she didn't take a sip, she took out her wallet, left a few coins, and hurriedly left the cafe. As if even Jeanne couldn't stand the pretense of this life any longer.
In the end, when Jeanne stabs the client with the scissors, not only does the audience ask what exactly broke the apparent peace. Is it my son's bedtime conversation, or the new pajamas sent by my sister in Canada, or the client with the same beard as his dead husband, or... just by coincidence, there's a pair of scissors in front of the dresser that shouldn't be there. .
The client's blood stained Jeanne's white pajamas, but Jeanne's expression was not distressed. Maybe at this moment, she finally breathes the air of "freedom".
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