Truffaut's films always have a very traumatic mood, the collision of freedom and shackles, the struggle between survival and freedom, the entanglement of leaving and staying, the helplessness of choice, these are directly opposed in this film. We are in this cube-like city.
When doctors teach children, there are choices based on right and wrong, choices based on fear, and choices based on morality. When this choice and choice are left to the audience to choose, in the end is the choice? When letting the child return to nature, or choosing the life of someone he doesn't love, under the efforts and expectations of those kind people, in the tireless study of this child, he dare not give him a standard.
Is there any difference between giving a care I don't want out of hey and violence?
Truffaut's own style deeply moved me.
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