Sister Hilary plays the flute, and sister Jackie plays the cello. The younger sister has an unruly smile and presumptuous eyes, and her sister's expression is always forbearing.
The beginning of the story is a golden beach. The tide rises and falls, and the sun sets. Two little girls playing with conch and sand. Running hand in hand. They laughed unscrupulously and read such a poem: When I was thirteen years old, I walked into a golden land. Cross the Chimborazo and Cotopaxi mountains. Holding my hand, I crossed the Orinoco River, through the hot Kalahari Desert, through the barren southern grasslands, and finally returned home...
that was the young Hilary and Jackie.
They have been intimate and inseparable since childhood. Until he grew up, Jackie traveled far away because of constant invitations to performances. She has traveled to many countries and cities, Berlin, Vienna, Madrid, Moscow. Her cello playing skills surprised everyone. Someone said to her: "It'll give you the world, but you must give it yourself."
There is a plot where Jackie wore a crimson sweater and orange skirt, and walked through a foreign land with a heavy cello on his back. Baixue's street, go and pick up a package. She can't wait. Inside are some dresses she sent home. My sister will clean it for her and send it back. She opened it hurriedly, buried her face in those clothes and breathed, and then said: "That's the taste of home."
The director's color uses an unusually strong contrast. Such a technique reminds me of Zhang Yimou, who is also good at color. Gray sky, classical European buildings, snow-covered streets, golden countryside and fallen leaves. There are also the dazzling and desolate clothes on the girl. But it reveals a sense of loneliness.
Jackie missed Hilary very much in a foreign land. Her sister. She has given up the flute and marries as a wife, willing to be indifferent.
Before that, she envied her sister's decision to live a peaceful and indifferent life in the country with her husband. She said to her sister: "I want to get a job and I wish I could be an ordinary person like you".
But Hilary told her in a calm tone: "You don't know anyting apart from the cello, and I don't know anything apart from the flute. Jackie, we are babies. If you didn't have that cello to prop you up, you'd be nothing."
She told Jackie that if it weren't for the cello, she actually had nothing.
This makes my sister feel lonely and lonely. So Jackie always wanted to prove otherwise. So on a winter day, before the performance, I came to my sister's home in the country alone. She wants to share happiness and ordinary life with her sister.
The director's narrative technique is very unique. There is a small suspense at the beginning, which is repeated and uncovered at the end. In the middle are two parallel lines, the two parts of Hilary and Jackie, narrating the same event. This is a difficult process, but if it succeeds, it will shine. This film is.
One of the touching plots of the story is here. Jackie tells Hilary that she is going to have sex with her brother-in-law. When speaking, be direct and willful. Under her sister's denial, Jackie ran into the wilderness with grief and anger.
Hilary chased all the way and saw his sister's clothes lying on the ground and branches one by one. When she saw Jackie naked and curled up in the thorn bushes, with a bloody body and tears on her face, she was hysterical because of the raging lust and the break of the soul. Hilary finally compromised. So she told her husband that Jackie just wanted to prove that she could be loved.
Despair, tolerance, jealousy and fierce entanglement, the background music is a sad cello.
The rest of the time was the peace and happiness of one person, the struggle and pain of two people, and the hurt of three people.
Hilary finally said Sorry to his sister. She told her: "I will give you everything. Since childhood, I will give you what you want." Jackie wears a silk dressing gown, purple, printed with large swathes of sorrowful red flowers, and ignores her sister's words. , Playing the cello in silence.
Early the next morning, Jackie left without saying goodbye. The long golden hair drifted away. His eyes were indifferent and hopeless.
She returned to her husband, the pianist, and continued her wandering life with uninterrupted performances.
The man asked someone to make her a gorgeous long dress with very bright colors. She wore them during the show. Apricot yellow, brilliant red, pure black.
But she hated the cello that brought her all the honor. Whenever she went to a city, she put it under the scorching sun or rain and snow, and she raged on it mercilessly. She always believed that she could not share such a peaceful and beautiful time with her sister because of this piano. She hates it.
It's just that she forgot Hilary's words: "If you think to be an ordinary person is any easier than to be an extraordinary one, and you are wrong".
Uninhibited and stubborn character leaves her no room.
This is a very embarrassing scene. Jackie sits alone on the stage and plays the cello. It was dark all around, and only a pale light shone on her. She is wearing a long satin skirt. Those bright colors keep changing. After a performance, she couldn't stand up. Then suddenly, she found that the posture of her hands had frozen into despair.
She said goodbye to the cello. Also bid farewell to the light.
The husband stopped going home and was busy with performances everywhere. Call her occasionally. She heard the baby's cry on the other end of the phone. Someone took it away. She wanted to ask for proof: "I seem to hear the cry of a child, maybe my ears are also a problem." But the man was silent on the other end. So she just said lightly: "I must have heard it wrong."
Jackie finally understood what her sister said. She really has nothing. She said lonely: "When you play, everyone loves you. When you stop, you're alone".
On the hospital bed, she felt the tension of the cello strings, and in the dark she saw the gorgeous yellow silk skirt fluttering in front of the bright window.
Hilary finally felt Jackie again in a stormy night. That was their childhood game. When she rushed to Jackie's side, Jackie could no longer see her, nor could he feel her. Just keep twitching. A period of life is about to come to an end.
She held her and talked about that period of childhood: "When I was about thirteen years old, I went into a golden land. Chimborazo and Cotopaxi, took me by the hand. Over the Orinoco, across the blazing Kalahari Desert and through the untained grass lands of the South, over the steps, and turn back..."
She calmed down. I saw the shadow I looked at on the beach in my childhood. That is herself. "What do you want?" the young girl looked at her and asked. She stood in the wind, still wearing a purple coat and short skirt. The blonde hair fluttered unruly, his eyes were unruly. "Nothing. Just to see you. Jackie, I just want to tell you, everything is going to be alright."
Hilary hugged her, "Everything will be fine, don't worry. It is true."
She finally left. A shock of life, a lonely void of soul.
All the unbridled love, unspoken hatred, farewell and strong affection from the past, all that is left is the deep cello that is like weeping.
There are few fireworks. It's all prosperous.
She is lonelier than fireworks.
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