Because of the pain, we regret the mistakes we made when we were young; but what about when we are old? Those wounds have formed exactly the same skin, and the scars have become invisible in memory. Even you have forgotten what kind of weapon or who created it. At this time, will you still uncover it in your heart?
Look at the bright red blood inside, flowing silently, the same smoothly, it seems that it has never burst out of the skin, never touched the bacteria-infested air, never immersed the paleness of the world with fierce and hot heat, but just so quietly. It slips past the corner that you don’t remember anymore, but you have created it by yourself unintentionally or deliberately.
Don't Come Knocking——Where will Wim Wenders take us this time? !
The old cowboy was tired of his pretending hero on the big screen. He suddenly ran away, riding a prop horse, taking advantage of the wasteland before dawn. No one knew where he was, and the film length was frantic.
The girl used a tile-blue jar, decimated her mother's ashes, drove the car, and talked to her mother in the passenger seat in the dust of the west.
An unsmiling guy, a detective, an agent, or a mysterious person working for a certain organization or faith, is tracking down the whereabouts of the cowboy.
The old guy returned to the small town he hadn't been back to in twelve years. His mother was waiting for him with beautiful flowers. She was looking forward at the station, but did not recognize her son who had walked in front of her.
The flowers are not for him, but to sacrifice the old cowboy's father together. There are only bunches of flowers on the greasy lawn. This is the first time the old cowboy has seen such a father.
The wrinkled mother mentioned a girl who had called her many years ago. The girl was pregnant with the child of a young cowboy, and he did not remember such a past. He looked at the newspaper clippings made by his mother, whom he hadn't seen for so many years, and the whole book was his Hollywood super star.
So he began to look for the fragmented memory of his mother, he wanted to see the girl who gave birth to his child.
"She said you became a stranger after you learned the news." Mom relayed the phone call thirteen years ago, and he doesn't remember anything like this-men are really fragile sometimes, and many things he When they don't know how to face it, they just keep silent and forget about it-they won't believe the word escape. It's not irresponsible, just can't face it. In fact, there is no so-called responsibility to pay, what is responsibility? What's more, young men and women who do not have a marriage are originally two people who are willing to bear everything. When one chooses to leave, then what is the responsibility? No one owes anyone, just don't want to love. So even if they get married, divorce can make two people have nothing to do with each other. Such freedom has long since ceased to be a slogan that needs to be put forward. Is the responsibility the property that was argued for in the court? Or is it the child's support?
So why is that old cowboy looking for his child? I keep asking myself.
And whether it was the hysterical scream that he once resolutely abandoned the old woman who is now dependent on his demeanor with a smile for a long time and finally broke out, or his singer son's angry accusation, or the daughter he accidentally met looking at him with calm eyes. They raised the corners of their mouths lightly, and they all made the same voice: why you come here?
Yes, he didn't want to live with this woman again, and she didn't have such illusions about him; he didn't want to be with his son. What kind of responsibilities he did, even the appearance of the daughter he met with the ashes of the woman he didn't even remember was something he never expected. What on earth did he want to do? Is it like the old woman yelling at him in exchange for a trace of peace of conscience? ! Or he just wants to see his son-although the old cowboy has a career as good as he can cause screams wherever he goes, his life is lonely, he just wants to prove that he is not alone in this world ? To be honest, I can't understand. But I also think that he will definitely go on this spiritual journey, maybe he is looking for himself, the once young, crazy but loving self.
When he met his son's rude rejection, he came to the street to stop the old woman and wanted to speak to her. At first the woman laughed and said something unorganized and irrelevant, but when he said: "I realize that I really want to see you", the woman's tears finally broke out. She pushed her away, she yelled at him, and she was on the streets of a small, sunny town with few pedestrians-she was no longer angry, she didn't hate her, she couldn't say she was still waiting for him, she didn't even know if she was still there. Love him... For so many years, she just lived her own life in this small town without any news from him. She raised a son without a father. Perhaps life is not poor and she has no extravagant hopes, peaceful and beautiful. But he came back suddenly, although he didn't want to disrupt anything, but she had to face everything again. When she hit his chest with the handbag, he put his face on the glass of the gym on the side of the road in pain, but she met him and kissed his lips fiercely. They-two people who have been taken away by the years, men , Woman, hug and kiss passionately. But it was also short-lived, and she pushed him away again and strode away.
I saw tears in my eyes, and I understood the inexorable contradiction in the woman's heart and the pain that could no longer be traced back to her heart. She loved him, but all of this had become insubstantial in the washing of time, and she could not hate him. , It’s all the past when I was young, together with love, it became something as abstract as time~ Only the kiss, real, and flies away...
It tells me so much that I can’t or don’t need it now What are you facing? Let me think about what to do when I see Sisha again? Should I laugh or cry? Should it be calm or hysterical? Hate! ! ! ! Depend on! ! ! Had it not been for the section where his son threw the sofa from the second floor before, I would have shut down this harmful film long ago.
But I didn't turn it off, my finger was hanging on the remote control for a long time, but I couldn't press it down.
It takes courage to face the past, even if you are just a small person. But those young experiences are enough for you to change your entire world-because your life only exists in your small world. Men can leave when they don't want to face it, but women face it again because of the man's return when they have tried hard to forbear or have been forced to forget most of their lives. Of course, such roles may switch genders from time to time, but this is often the rule. Suddenly found that the daughter's peaceful smile is really beautiful. Strength is such a thing~
Don't become a stranger. The mother said this through the window when the elderly son started the classic car his father had left behind.
But when we are young, how many times are we not strangers to others? Maybe when we are familiar with ourselves, we are also old. Is it enough to spend a lifetime to get to know yourself?
There was a feeling called pain. When you get old, just forget it.
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