French artists have artistic temperament, and ordinary French people have French temperament. What is the breath of France? As condensed and frivolous as French, as flashy and magnificent as chants, and with the perfection and elegance of ballet... The comic style of humor suddenly retreats behind the sensual picture when Ali’s mother’s soul flies out of the window. Reiki bypasses the branches of the ivy and rises to the sky-a haughty posture of life inherited from one line. Fado chants the desolation of life and the untouchable depth of life, which is not the case for the French-always face life with the enthusiasm of an artist, and fight back fate with the noble attitude of a rooster.
Socrates shows the artist's sorrow. The comical and abruptness of the passing away of the stale master reflects the bleakness of Ali's life. In fact, not only is the life of an artist the same as an ordinary person, but the sorrow and sorrow of the artist is no different from the annoyance and pain of ordinary people. It is not because of the keen and kind heart of a musician that Ali brews the love that has been sealed for a lifetime to be so pure, on the contrary, it is precisely because of the loss of this only true love that he has the pain of the heartache. Incorporate into every note, and turn this strong sadness into an eternal mourning for a lifetime.
Just as Ali and his brother have diametrically opposite dispositions, Ali's two children have very different fates. The daughter inherited his father's loneliness, stubborn, rash, and decisive personality, and almost repeated his father's tragedy in life; his son was as naive, noisy, shallow, and ignorant as he was a teenager, and he later lived his chaotic and boring life. At night, the son knelt before the bed and prayed to his father. A gleam of light reflected the snowy night outside the window. The scene and the soundtrack were very moving. Just as my mother begged Ali to stop praying for her, because of love and being loved, existence without any purpose has its own meaning. The purpose of this film is also here. Life is so fragile, and life is mostly absurd. , Love brings endless pain, where is the weight of the soul-only at the time of death can we clearly understand the value and meaning of all this.
Finally back to the title of the movie-the taste of plum chicken. Frankis is a math teacher, and this arrangement seems to herald an irreconcilable conflict between her and the violinist Ali. But in fact, Frankie's love for her husband is also true and ardent. It was Ali's escape and despair that led to her tragedy in life. The film finally reveals that Frankis’s tears were streaming down his face before he fell. Frankis’s sad and aging face was projected into the pale brightness, while Ali playing the piano became a silhouette in the dark, as if that person had already been. She fell into the endless dark night deep in her heart, and could never come back. Although the film mainly shows Ali's sad love and life, plum chicken tastes the same to everyone, sweet and drunk mixed with sourness-that is the inevitable bitterness and helplessness in a wonderful and rich life...
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