People today refer to the story of Sartre and Beauvoir. More vocabulary should surround the circle of "existentialism" and "feminism". Women remember that they are sound and rational. And the wise Beauvoir said, "Her wings have been cut off, but people are sighing that she will not fly. Let the future be open to her, so that she will no longer be forced to wander in the present", scrambling to find her own wings. ; Most of the men are willing to look at how women who are "not born women" "become women" like jokes, and they are ultimately lost to love. People who admire the so-called equal and free love relationship between Beauvoir and Sartre rarely want to ask, is she really happy? Behind her endless reputation, is it true that there is no such ignorance given by love? Many years later, Beauvoir confessed in her autobiography that "I tried to be satisfied in this relationship, but I was in vain, and I never felt at ease in it." Unexpectedly, the world had already prepared Sartre's grave for her. . Just imagine, if Sartre is not Sartre and Beauvoir is not Beauvoir, it would be just such a [Paris Little Love Song].
The melancholy of Paris
I like the beginning of the movie very much: in the a little sad piano and strings, the scene skips the streets of Paris. Slowly driving taxis, the sky is blue with mist, busy porters, men chatting on the side of the road with canned beer, busy subway entrances, statues of girls behind willows, closed Starbucks, in the rain In the Arc de Triomphe, all kinds of people walked by with umbrellas, and their car lights passed by the tramp who was sleeping on the side of the street. The phrases gradually increase, the picture has no focus, and is adjusted to a bluish, with a sense of coldness, just like every big city that hides romance and cruelty. The night in Paris is hard to tell what it symbolizes. In Baudelaire's writings, there is a "monster's palace", full of incorrigible floating lives.
A tall young woman broke into the night like this, her thin body wrapped in a white cashmere coat, shoulder-length blond, her chin raised, her face with a slight smile, her footsteps light, and her slightly swaying shoulders revealing arrogance. If according to Quentin's logic, a beautiful woman walks alone at night with a smile, it means either an affair or a crime. However, this is a petty Paris after all, and it is more suitable for a secular love that is mixed with all kinds of betrayal and forgiveness. We watched this woman named Julie bought a movie ticket and called her boyfriend Ismail when he was queuing to enter, complaining that he let her out alone, and on the phone, Ismail's expression was a little flickering. , Julie asked alertly, "Alice is here too?" He avoided denying, and stared at a black-haired woman who was stunned in front of the workbench a few meters away. Putting down the phone, Ismail began to flirt with this Alice happily, with words like "Julie annoys you" and "Julie is suspicious".
If a romance film has a triangle relationship so quickly, it would be a bit boring for us to anticipate the subsequent cover-ups, lies, and quarrels. Well, let's sell it first. When the movie ended, Julie walked towards an alley with a cigarette in it. A man rushed up from behind, and Ismail attached to her ear from behind. Julie’s expression changed from fright to sweetness. People sang all the way back to Julie's apartment. Tossed off the coat, took off the T-shirt, both fell on the bed, and the lyrics recalled each other's long-distance love run for eight years... Everything ended with a tired sigh and a doorbell ringing. Standing outside the door was Alice who was smiling and groaning. , Proudly announced, "I brought the pajamas."
Well, it's all sold out. Everything from the opening to this is actually a small illusion created by the director's careful crafting. When the two women sit side by side on the edge of the bed, they move in unison to remove their clothes and put on different styles of pajamas to disperse their hair, just like the completion of a ceremony, this love The three of them made their official appearance accompanied by Ismail's whistle, uncompromisingly, as high-profile as the high-profile head of Julie when she was walking down the street.
The three side by side under the bed each held a book, and they all seemed so absent-minded, secretly filling in their respective positions. Ismail started to toss up first, insisting on sleeping in the middle, sitting on Ermei, contented. Alice protested and asked to turn him over. Julie also nodded in agreement. The two women who were cuddling together became affectionate, and the man beside him wanted to scratch the wall with resentment. While Alice was busy working underneath, Julie, who felt left out of Ismail, turned to kiss him and continued to discuss the old topic of "love me or not". Now it was Alice's turn to feel bored again, and she came out The quilt squeezed to Julie's side, and the one caught in the middle was finally replaced by Julie, and the three of them seemed to laugh in harmony again. This kind of position rotation is like a game-when three people lie down side by side, one person must separate the other two. In a love relationship, this is a precarious presupposition.
The next day, after a family dinner, Julie spoke generously to her sister about her "three-person love." Obviously, this kind of thing can be as simple as not worth mentioning in the person's mouth, but in the listener's ears, it is too complicated to describe. The whole situation is similar to Beauvoir’s debut work "Female Guest", the love attempt of two women and one man, with the good wish of "three people who do their best to love each other more colorfully", Francois once allowed Pierre to At the same time, he loves Gzhaviel and herself, and at the same time, she is willing to hold Gzhaviel's hand, ignoring that she is younger and more beautiful than herself, with more rebellious and weird brilliance. In this process of selfless and tolerant self-ethical kidnapping, when innocent people believe that love and trust can fill all the gullies in the world, Francois slowly collapsed. He thought that monopoly and jealousy would be both. For the great martyrs, it is not the nature of love that is challenged, but the "normal" human nature.
But at this moment, our heroine Julie doesn’t actually have any great ideas, nor any groundbreaking desires. She just wants to use a fresh blood to fight her and Ismail with each passing day during the eight-year exhaustion period. Thin feelings. Alice is a funny girl, and more importantly, she seems so free and fearless in Julie's crazy behavior of losing her sense of security and asking "Do you love me or not" every day. The trio has only tried for a month, and Ismail and Alice are enjoying it day by day, and the tortured Julie wants to stop.
Eros and skull
"The Female Guest" itself has a strong autobiographical color, reflecting a ridiculous threesome between Beauvoir, Sartre and Olga. It was also under Beauvoir's own halo that all the jealousy and vacillation of François appeared so real. When carefully seeking a sense of balance for the three-person relationship, she slowly changed from a participant to an observer. She cared whether the natural joy of Pierre and Gzhavier was better than being with her. Too many, unable to admit that the two of them have a private space outside of her; she tried to maintain the intimacy with Gzhavier, whether it is mental or physical, but she would inevitably fall into comparison and inevitably produce feelings of rejection.
All of the above can be confirmed in Julie at this time. Although she can hold on to the indifferent appearance and talk about the sexual positions of the three people in front of her mother, it is so "natural", but she specifically emphasized that "Alice is sleeping in the middle", but it faintly reveals some unbalanced emotions. When talking about having sex with a girl for the first time, she just said that she was a little weird, but Alice liked it all and Esmey also liked it.
Of course, the rhetoric with others, especially those with different opinions, is often to beautify your choice. The small quarrels between the three from time to time are really "when all the decorations are torn off, I suddenly see the scenery in the gap", and the inside is entangled. Only they know it. Maybe because Alice had overplayed his joke, maybe because Ismail touched Alice's butt on the street instead of touching herself, Julie broke out. Well, the lyrics of this quarrel were translated very funny. Julie and Ismail scolded each other "little chick" and "little bitch", plus Alice would always repeat a movement in the middle and couldn't help singing "I It's the bridge that connects you." It's obviously a provocation to persuade you. In the end, Julie left the sentence "Asshole, you choose yourself, there is her without me, I don't have her", if she can leave angrily at this time... Well, that is a normal reaction of ordinary people, but since they have chosen it a long time ago Not taking the usual path, so after an ambiguous kiss from Ismail, after Alice stretched out and held her hand, the three of them ran away playfully again, and ran to the next step, unconsciously out of control.
In fact, the matter had already come to an end. The three of them went to the bar to play. Julie and Ismail were always tired of being together. Alice ran to strike up a chat with the other man by himself, and soon got into a hot fight with each other. There are some trade-offs and choices, in fact, it may not be necessary to speak up. Julie, who felt hopeful of regaining the two-person world, did not have the opportunity to appreciate this return. Suddenly feeling unwell, she went to the bathroom, and was escorted by Ismail and planned to go back to rest. Just when everyone guessed that she was pretending to be ill, and planned to use the pretense of being sick to win Ismail's attention, and plant the last victory banner. , She collapsed at the door of the bar. The camera flickered, and Alice in the bar was still laughing indulgently. She could no longer see the other two people. She sat aside a little lonely, probably in commemoration of the disappointment in her heart. Outside the bar, the police car flickered, and Ismail stared at Julie who was carried into the ambulance with a shaking voice.
A small blood clot blocked the heart, and she left in a hurry. At the beginning of the movie, the chapter is called "Li". "The Female Guest" also ended with the death of François. She turned on the gas and set the other two free, leaving her soul alone in eternal loneliness, how could there be no resentment. And Julie, at least she died at the time of victory, Ismail's arms, leaving no guilt on others. The picture of the funeral of the
moon's favor
is in panic, the blue sky continues to rain, and the song sings "but you leave before the singing stops", and there are children watching everything on the street. The protagonist of the story changed from Julie to Ismail, and he entered the next life in this way, opening the second chapter of the story, "Lack". Nowadays, at least Alice is beside Ismail. They sometimes quarrel about little things, and sometimes cry and comfort each other physically, but Ismail will deliberately refuse Alice’s appeal, seeming to realize that Julie will not do this. Would like it.
The dead Julie stayed in Ismail's life like this. Her sister will frequently appear in front of Ismail. There will always be more than one hundred messages from her on the phone, and she will never finish picking up her sister’s relics. I don’t know whether it’s worried that he will be too far, or if he has other intentions, and there are many smiles on her face. It's too much. The overwhelmed Ismail decided to live in Alice’s friend’s house, and met his friend’s brother, Xiaozheng Tai named Ivan, who was still in college and showed great interest in him for the first time, even in the early hours of the morning. When three o'clock wandered the street, he created an "encounter" and kept saying that he wanted to accompany him through the difficulties. Hidden and wanted to be a quiet Ismail had to go home. He was shocked by the scene after entering the door. Julie’s sister Jenna had openly lived in with the dog, and complained about him, "Why didn’t she go home last night? And don't call me back."
To digest grief, not everyone needs the popular mutual aid groups in the United States. Sometimes, the trouble caused by excessive concern is no less than a secondary shock. But the fact is that it is often difficult for some good people to understand this truth. When Julie's family once again hosted Ismail, and his father said earnestly that he would leave Julie's inheritance and insurance to him, the young man who had decided to face it calmly was about to collapse. Singing "I will use the whole winter to forget you" all the way, he walked out of Julie's house and walked aimlessly. His thoughts and feelings were chaotic. The place where his eyes were touched was still the hurried blue Paris, Julie's. The shadow appeared on the street, looking over with smiling eyes, getting closer and closer.
The next morning, Ismail woke up with the waitress whom he hooked up last night, but opened his eyes to see sister Julie sipping coffee at the table, and said affectionately, "It’s time to get up." Is it something more horrifying? Putting on his clothes casually, he rushed out of the house and met Ivan poking his head across the street. Such an ambush, is it from people's concern or Julie's condemnation? Ismail can't tell the difference anymore. He only knows that he doesn't want to touch sister Julie's face pretending to be soothing, nor does he want to lie down with Xiao Zhengtai about his love life. He just wants to meet one face after another. The tight waitresses took them to bed and spent the eternal nights of Paris one after another. Whether you miss Julie or forget Julie, it is just a love that has passed, a little failed, and her death cannot change anything, let alone beautify it.
"Julie's family" is the mother's turn to go. This time the target is changed to Alice. When asked about the story of their "threesome" at the time, they kept saying "I'm just worried about Ismail and I hope he will have a good time." The more concerned, the more confused, the more breathless Ismail finally found another exit-come on, let's try Xiaozheng Tai.
The song sang "Wash, my muddy memories in the muddy stream", and the two young men embraced each other to their heart's content, corresponding to Julie's song "In this bleak rainy season, I will love you till you die", how ironic it is What's even more ironic is that the Zhengtai on the bed was hit by Jenna who was patrolling in the morning, and she finally left angrily.
In fact, there is nothing to explain, is it, just like the moon is the incarnation of volatility. Regardless of how the threesome was initiated at the time, does Julie really have a desire for women or only to accommodate the "terrible broken back" of Ismail. Whom does Ismail love more, and needs to shed several tears in front of the tombstone, Paris? How many more days will it rain... There is no reason to choose, no reason like the weather, and anger and condemnation are no reason to exist. This is just a somewhat failed love, a regrettable death, just like the daily congestion in Paris. At least, we still remember a few little love songs, remember the last faint female voice singing "Give me one more hour, another hour," remember a sad, dead woman, all love, even though In the end, only two men remained on the eaves.
The original text is under "Watching Movies" December 2010
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