Margot is so beautiful, the kind of beauty that is free and not seductive, even if I don't wear a bra and the clothes I wear reflect those two points, I don't feel full of lust.
You don't need to understand every line, the atmosphere is obvious, the love in the girl's eyes, and the hatred for the boy she likes is irresistible.
It's worth noting that Margot doesn't wear high heels in the show, instead she wears flats, espadrilles, or just loafers with a little heel. The metaphor of high heels is temptation, physical eroticism.
Like you and me, the little boy is always torn between those two sexy girls, his physical desires outweighing his emotional needs. When the boy had to choose between the two at the end of the film, he learned that the coveted eight-track tape recorder was in stock, but the transaction time and the date conflicted, and in a few seconds the boy made the decision to take the tape recorder, even Glad the call came. So the boy began to miss the feeling of ease and comfort when walking with Margo, that conversational rather than erotic feeling.
Ending song: I want to go out to sea and leave Margot alone, San Diego, let's open the sail
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