A different kind of shock, the soundtrack came surging, like the blue-black sea in the middle of the night, with a power that can devour the soul. The powerful appeal of the movie comes from the characters' obsessive devotion to music and their inner paranoia, as well as the helpless beauty of the world, and the unspeakable soul resonance it brings.
Entering into the heart of the heroine, her longing, loneliness, and the pain surging out of her soul are like walking naked in the crowd in a dream. You can clearly feel the sharp eyes of passers-by hitting you and your own nothingness. The cry of help.
The voices of the characters call, floating and lingering in the bottom of my heart, if love has completely become the coat of "me", if one day when "me" takes off its gorgeous light, then...who is "me"? Or...Does "I" still exist?
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