I watched Rohmer after watching "Spring Tale" a week later, this time it was "Summer Tale" in Four Seasons. The hot July weather is matched with the summer elements in the film: beach, wildflowers, grass, swimwear, shorts, young and energetic boys and girls. Restless hormones are the eternal spice of summer, both for the protagonists and me as I type in front of the computer.
Gaspard
I undoubtedly like the male protagonist, on the one hand because the young Melville’s appearance and temperament are exactly the type I like (French men should have long curly hair with a strong literary temperament), on the other hand because Gaspard let me let me I think of the boys in my life, the boys I have loved, liked, have a crush on, and pure friendship heterosexual friends, or the character Gaspard is a twenty-something, emotionally immature boy image itself.
Leaving aside the part where he plays with the three girls (as an outsider female viewer who finds him amusing and pitiful, while being a bit contemptuous and sarcastic at the same time), Gaspard's character is similar to mine: I also think Most people are boring to me, that doesn't mean they're bad, it's just that I hate small talks, I can't stand chatting trivial things with people I don't know or just "acquaintances". If I can find people who talk very speculatively, although there are not many, I will not spend energy on managing acquaintances that I can’t talk to. Although smooth people will laugh at me, I will cut off many opportunities for interpersonal relationships, but I don’t want to. Being worldly, I even feel superior and comforted by my idealism and non-worldliness.
It's the same with people, I feel out of place, whether it's a work circle, a circle of acquaintances, or even a circle of friends. When I am alone, I can communicate with myself silently without talking, just by immersing myself in my spiritual world and in the way of stream of consciousness. If you want someone to accompany you, one more person is enough. There is only one vacant seat around for a mother, friend or lover. Probably because I can only project 100% of my emotions/energy, and one more person will be distracted. When I think of Hao Lei saying, "I want to experience all of my life," I am such a person.
But the feeling of being ignored is also very bad. On the one hand, I feel that I am out of place in the group, and I even arrogantly regard this inability to fit in as a talent that "will not be lost in the crowd". Want others to notice that you are different, or even superior (self-perceived). It takes a little thought to balance, but if I had to choose, I would definitely choose to be the one who didn't fit in.
If I were Gaspard, I would be happy not to be "classified" (below), because I prefer the mystery of half-covered pipa, invisible to others, or considered to have many sides (provided that each side It's all the real self), for example, it's as shallow as white paper, it's much better to see through it at a glance.
At the end of the day I am egotistical, narcissistic, cynical, and in some ways inferior. I am sensitive but warm, quiet but introspective, so I like Gaspard who is also like this.
Margot
Margot is my favorite among the three girls. She sees problems thoroughly, is subtle, intelligent, and considerate. I like her own insights and enlightenment after listening to Gaspard's troubles and confusion. For example, Gaspard complained to her: he looks too young, others think he should be cute and sweet, but he is not. Margot told him that you are like good old wine, the more you brew, the more fragrant your days will come. Gaspard also remembered that a graphologist also said that he would not be able to understand emotionally, physically and intellectually until he was 30 years old (side It shows that he is also in chaos now), Margot said that she believes that he will not find an ideal partner now, and after watching the film, it is confirmed that Margot is right, these three girls are just passers-by in his life.
I don't want to put the friend-zoned label on Margot, because her positioning of her relationship with Gaspard is beyond the conventional pursuit and pursuit between men and women, and appears as a charming friend + mentor. On the one hand, it is because there is a boyfriend who has not seen him for a long time in the distance, and he does not know whether he still loves him or not, so he cannot cross the border, and it is best to maintain friendship. I vaguely feel that Margot also has the same view of love as me: we all only need a pure and exclusive love for each other under the right time, place and conditions. If one of them can't do it or the objective conditions do not allow it, then don't break the window. Paper, it's good to be friends too.
But Margot is also Gaspard's favorite of the three, though she doesn't say so. I know too well that heavy love is indescribable in my heart. Although I can't say it, it's all in my eyes, in those conversations about walking in the wild (off-topic: I really like romantic clips with many conversations and exchanges, and I cut myself to each other without reservation between words).
It's like seeing myself at the age of 16 and liking the first person, the difference is that I was not as mature as Margot at that time. I was completely obsessed with that boy, but I could only be his female friend, listening to him talk about how hard it was for me to break up with my ex-girlfriend, and then they got back together, and I couldn't develop anything with him. They broke up again. Some time after that, I seemed to have tasted love, but I was too timid and reserved to express it. After a short stay by my side, he slipped away, and quickly flirted with a girl I also knew who only had no connotation in appearance. I didn't expect him to be chased away by a vulgar girl. many. Unlike Margot's outbursts and questioning, I kept it all in my heart and endured it silently. Looking back, the bitterness and bitterness far outweighed the sweetness.
But the label of friend-zoned will definitely stick to me. I often think about where the boundary between friendship and love is, and it is often blurred for me. I never fell in love with anyone at first sight, I only fell in love with my friends, and gradually I came to an equation: love = deep friendship + sexual attraction. The kind of love that is hot and fast like summer, and the kind of love that ends with the spark extinguished and separated quickly is impossible, because I think love without understanding can only be called passion. Recently, I often think of the only person I ever loved. Although our connection was never really broken, we also started a new life for each other. He was also a close friend, and we could exchange our most secret confusions and life's problems, giving each other endless emotional support when we were down. The boy who is as sensitive and introspective as Gaspard, has the same shy smile with the same upward curvature of the corners of his mouth and glances in his eyes, and the same white back that is not overexposed and slightly thin.
In addition, maybe because I can only project my emotions/energy to one person around me, it seems that there is not much difference between getting along with male friends and being in true love. Sometimes I feel that friendship is more important than love, and I feel that if I take that step, I will lose friendship in case of breaking up. As a person who has few friends and few lovers, it is easy to worry about gains and losses. If you don’t fall in love, you will at least keep your friendship. In this way, with so many friend-zoned labels on me, am I also unknowingly taking half of the responsibility?
Solene
Because Margot called Solene a "vulgar girl", I also preconceived that Solene was the kind of wild girl who just wanted summer passion. In fact, she has her principles: don't go to bed for the first time, never step on two boats, no matter how long the relationship between the two lasts, she must be wholehearted during the period, and never be a substitute for others.
Margot and I's love is full and even overflowing, but we are too restrained and reserved, only Solene's love is worthy of being called "vigorous", she suddenly appeared like a shock, with eye-catching charm. Gaspard's sailor's ballad "Song of a Pirate Woman" written to Lena was sent to Solene by accident. She sang the ballad with unrestrained enthusiasm and turned into a pirate woman who fearless waves.
In other words, Solene is a more free and brave version of us: you can go to that place, you can't change it, and you can only go with me, because I'm not a substitute; I kicked other men for you, and you have to be wholehearted. I admire Solene's independence in love, her ability to control everything, and her nonchalant personality. It's more of a natural lover's way, and I know I'll never be able to be like her in my life.
Lena
Lena is more of a symbol than a character, she represents the heartthrob in the eyes of men, the type of woman that men are willing to go through fire and water, despite her uncertain personality. She reminds me of the ex-girlfriend of a male friend I liked: tall and well-built, hot from head to toe, fashion-forward and can dress, in mainstream nightclubs, always glamorous on social media, can't see it at all Have bipolar disorder. Although Lena doesn't care about Gaspard, Gaspard has a crush on her as if under a spell. Lena is the incarnation of love in everyone's heart, and the boy I was madly infatuated with but ignored me at 16 was more like my Lena. And I've always been Margot, the only friend I've ever loved, and the friends I've ever loved are my Gaspards. I've never been anyone's Lena, and I have a hunch that I'll always be Margot.
The comments of the three girls in the film made me laugh, and I wanted to shout straight at it! Margot: "Men are all the same, if you are vain and have no courage, you will get carried away if you chase after them." Solene: "Men are the most greedy and afraid of risks. They eat and watch the pot", Lena: "Boys rarely talk without boasting , show off love, like a rooster in a feedlot"
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I'm about to see how Gaspard makes a choice, or more precisely, to see the consequences of his "walking on three boats" and cocooning himself. Unexpectedly, an unexpected force majeure factor appeared, he breathed a sigh of relief, and I also sneered: Oh man, you are lucky. At the end, Gaspard got on the boat and left Brittany alone, and the boat sailed into the distance, taking him out of the troubles of love and out of emotional chaos.
Gaspard's image change is very interesting. At first, he complained that he couldn't love Lena. No girl would pay attention to him. As a result, he met two girls who liked him. He had never had such an experience at all, and he didn't know how to deal with it and make a decision. The lack of experience made him in a dilemma and indecision. In addition, the nature of a man was at a glance, and I couldn't help laughing. Margot below summarizes how his image has changed in her (and the audience's) eyes. In a sense, Margot's deep insight has a sense of detachment. Fortunately, he was dealing with the three girls, and he revealed his true feelings to each of them, so the embarrassment seemed a bit cute.
Gaspard was an immature love fool when he arrived in Brittany. When he left Brittany, I believe he grew a little bit. The story of the summer ended with his departure. The age of ten was when he began to exude a mellow fragrance.
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