Every time love occurs, it is like a vague encounter, like a person who stops next to him in the fog, is he there? Not sure in my heart. When others approach ourselves in such a fog, we will feel that the whole person is trembling and afraid because of this approach, and will involuntarily move back because of this. When the other party stops in place, we will be anxious while waiting. Uneasy, will cautiously test forward. These stories more or less tell about such love.
In an unknown town, an encounter in the fog, how can we know the occurrence of love? Perhaps the moment he met that person, his eyes had revealed the secret. We met, separated, and met again, but the ending was beyond our expectations. "He has always loved the girl he has never had, maybe because of his stupid pride, maybe because of the silent ignorance of the town where he was born", well, we accept this explanation, but we know in our hearts that these are not It wasn't the reason why he said goodbye to the girl by the window with such sad eyes.
The love that happened on the seaside on a cloudy day may be destined to be so sad. The coldness of the sea and the sea breeze with the sound of tidal water are all such sad stories. After Sophie noticed the look that followed her in the small shop, she panicked, looked forward to, and frightened, and all the words she wanted to talk about were hidden in her pretentious composure. Under the calm and calm waves, we could see an earth-shattering tsunami. , Such a beautiful look, people can't believe it. Another chance encounter at the beach, before she had noticed, she had already told her biggest secret with a desperate determination, "Twelve knives, if she only stabbed him two or three times, things will Is there a big difference?" At the dock, Sophie who had said these things turned around with the brisk pace that only the most innocent girl could have, and when she looked back to see him who was following her, she was panicked for a moment. In the next few minutes, the two people's advances and retreats, the girl's decision, hesitation, fear, and further determination, each action is so heart-palpitating, like a distressed little deer. "Do you want to go or stay?" So at the end we saw him appearing with the girl on the stairs. We were all so relieved, such a good girl! That sky-blue hairpin, voluminous curly hair, that look, Sophie Marceau, she is just like this that makes us love!
Have we gone too fast and have lost our souls? After a small encounter, it is about betrayal and erotic love. Compared with the previous two, this is more like an adult love story. Is it love? The man who wanders between the two women, maybe he doesn't know what love is, what he can't let go is lust. Then came Renault's debut (God knows how anxious I was waiting), a man who cared less about his wife and found that his wife disappeared from his house with all his luggage, and the one who came on the door was the one who had two men at the same time. Wife, she gave up the torment in that kind of love and came to a new room, only to find that this is not a new beginning. There is another man who has not dealt with his love and wants to set off "Leave Paris", who has the same Sad love, maybe the two of them can give each other the comfort they lack.
Does this woman who met on the train also take a sad love on the road? In the end, the old man who put the "imitating master" painting on the wall will also have her story. The last story is about religion. Maybe it’s not really about religion. Can you say that? This boy regards the Lord as his invisible rival in love? Is that right? From the girl’s non-refusal companion, not far from the church, perhaps deliberately waiting for the appearance of the sleeping boy, laughing happily because of her accidental fall on the rainy street, sadness at the farewell In the eyes, we can all see the traces of love. However, how can it be said that the look of bowing heads in holy singing is not the expression of the girl's wholehearted love for the Lord? Love should only be related to two people. Joining a third person can only become a sad love. Because love comes so easily, but happiness comes so hard, so each of us will be so lonely, we will be unable to sleep when we think of someone's back in the rainy night.
Antonioni, Wim Wenders, Sophie Marceau, Renault, such a list gathered in one movie, it is incredible. We did not let us down. For two hours, these film masters comforted our lonely hearts with beautiful pictures, quiet love, and beautiful music, and let us see what love will look like.
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