This is the story of a grumpy old man and a gentle and playful old lady. This is the story of a warm and beautiful young girl and a cheerful and innocent old man. This is the story of a stubborn father and a stubborn son. This is the story of a lonely old man and a well-behaved granddaughter. It's a story of music, a story about love, about death, about life of the British who have melted the spirit of rock and roll into their bones.
It was the first time that the old lady burrowed into the old man's shoulder at night, and when she didn't realize what the old lady said, tears fell first. This movie clearly has no intention of emphasizing sadness, but it makes people unable to hold back their tears. The old man told the old lady, I haven't seen you so happy for a long time, and I'm sorry I'm a difficult person to get along with. The old lady shook hands gently. From the day I met you, my life began to be happy, and it never stopped. So the old man is like a child, I don't want you to go. Separation of life and death is probably the most powerless thing in the world. The sick old lady can only hold the old man's shoulders and give silent loving comfort. Everyone said that the lonely old lady can live for a long time, but the lonely old man often leaves after a few years. Perhaps it is the mother's nature that gives women the infinite resilience to "live".
So I was terrified, afraid that no one could share in the face of death. On the night the old lady died, the son knocked on the door of his father's room after thanking the person who came to dispose of his mother's body in a panic. After a while of silence, there was the sound of crying. When my grandfather died, it was more than ten hours before I saw my father, my grandmother, my uncle, and my aunt. When my mother got the call about her death, I just lay down and all the lights in the house were turned off and it was pitch black. I only heard the phone ringing, my mother turned on the light in her room, and quickly picked it up, only to hear "Okay!" In the dark, I silently want to go to bed as soon as possible, only when I sleep well can I be in a good state. Then, fell asleep without any tossing and turning. The next morning at five o'clock, it was pitch dark, and I heard my mother calling me softly beside the bed, come, grandpa is going to the funeral today. Oh! Did you ask me for a good vacation? Dad will call. I don't have black clothes. Yes, I put it away. I didn't cry until I saw my grandma, or even before she cried, and I didn't cry too much after that. In the afternoon, I even went to the supermarket with my mother to discuss buying a gift in return for the person who didn't go to dinner because of their favor. It was May 5, 2006. At that time, I was still a child who was comforted by others when I faced death. I chose to pretend that death did not exist. I was fine and you don't have to worry. But one day in the future, I will eventually become the person who faces death and takes care of the emotions of the remaining person, and even I will eventually become the person who no longer has parents to rely on and is truly left alone in this world. I don’t know if I can meet someone who can kick me and share this helplessness before that, and I don’t know how to think about how to face this helplessness.
Music is really magical. Putting all the joys and sorrows in the singing, the world seems to become pure. For example, when I was a child, the biggest trouble was that my mother wouldn't let me watch TV and my father wouldn't let me eat candy. Why was the happiness so simple then? Because at that time our desire was simple, we only needed a little pamper, but unexpectedly got a lot.
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