What kind of story is a good story? I'm afraid it is difficult to have a unified standard for this, but there is no doubt that it is a kind of good story that can stand the aftertaste and get warm after reading it. "Wallflower" may be such a story. After reading it, I feel beautiful for a long time, but I can't tell why.
I don't know if it is the deterioration of language ability, but I don't know what to say in such a film. Check out the recent 5-star movies. "If Love Has Providence" is better than the delicate stitches of love woven from small scenes. "Pumped" is better than the pure performances of two little actors who directly point to the softest part of people's hearts, the trees. The shape and the full turquoise background make people visually and emotionally extremely comfortable. But what about this movie? The mentally impaired actor, the drug-addicting college classmate, is a gay male partner, is there still a show of male disguise and scratching his head? It's not fresh at all. There is a heroine who can't bear to look back at the past, and the entangled love relationship between men and women of different genders is not a pure love story. But I just can't help but give it 5 stars!
After watching it, I kept thinking, if this film is not worth 5 stars without Emma Watson and Nina Dobrev (forgive me for watching this film). The answer is still value. why? Maybe it's very simple. It says something we once wanted to say but didn't say. Just like the once vigorous "Cape No. 7", if you are not a resident of Taiwan, if you do not understand their culture and life, it may be as difficult as me to understand the sensation it created on that small island. Leave a sentence: It's hard to get a good reputation.
Perhaps only those who have experienced the shyness and unsure of how to express the mood of a wallflower boy will understand such a feeling. Faced with such a film, I don't know where to appraise it or maybe it doesn't need appraisal. I just want to be a recorder quietly.
——Mr. Anderson, may I excuse something?
——Yeah.
——Why do nice people choose the wrong people to date?
——Are we talking someone specific?
Uh ,huh, we accept the love we think we deserve.
——Can we make them know that they deserve more?
——We can try.
——I just asking myself why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we were nothing?
——We accept the love we think we deserve.
——Then why haven't you ever ask me out?
— —I…am…I just think you didn't want that.
——What do you want? ——I
just want you to be happy.
——Don't you get it Charley? I can't feel that.
It's really sweet everything but...you can't just sit there and put everybody's life head of yours and think that is love.
I don't want to be somebody's crash. I want people to like the real me.
——I know who you are, San .I…I know I am quiet and I know I should speak more.
But if you knew the things that were in my head most of the time, you know what they really meant.
How much we alike, and how we been to the same things. And you are not small, you are beautiful.
I don't know if I have time to write you more letters and I might be too busy try to participate. So if this doesn't been the last letter, I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I start high school. And you helped me. Even if you don't know what I was talking about or know someone who has gone through it. You made me not feel alone, because I know there are people who say all these things don' t happen. There are people who forget what's they are like to be 16 when they turned 17.
I know these will all be stories some day, our pictures will become old awful photographs. We all become somebody's mom and dad, But right now, these moments are not stories. This is happen, I am here and I am looking at her. And she is so beautiful,
I can see it, this one moment when you know you are not a sad story. You Are Alive! And you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you are listening to that song on that drive with the people you love most in this world.
And in this moment, I swear… WE ARE INFINITE.
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