This is the second time I have watched Hilary Swank's film after "Boys Don't Cry". In this film, she won the Oscar for the second time after "Boys Don't Cry", which should be said to be convincing. oral.
According to my preference for films, this is first of all a film I would like. Cruel and warm, like the world. The film has hardly accelerated or slowed down the rhythm, whether she wins, she loses, she gets and she died, it is good, there is nothing to emphasize. The character design is also very prominent. The supporting role of Moen Freeman is very gentle, but the narration is brilliant and speculative until the end. In the last sentence, his voice and that sentence brought everything back to the track of hope.
I like the notes about boxing, I like Hillary's personality, I like Eastwood's embroidered words on her clothes, and also like his explanation and the kiss before ending her life. I like the dialogue inside. Yeats’s poems are as gentle as clouds in the ward. Moen Freeman’s words to comfort Eastwood are also very good as comfort. Of course, I really like the words Clinton said. No words, even more like that Irish phrase, that is, I will struggle to live, and I will struggle to die.
Eastwood is at odds with her daughter, has a light life, likes to read and ask questions. Moen is an old boxer with only one eye left. He is poor, has a good heart, and speaks well. Hillary has loved boxing since he was a child, but the family is embarrassed, everyone is selfish, and has to work hard to live. The story composed of them is based on a very low level of life and a very high level of spirituality. If such a story is a comedy, it will be hell.
Eastwood reads a lot of scenes in the film, and Yeats is mentioned at least twice. The meaning of retreat emphasized in the poem is very obvious, and he did not get it in church in 23 years. Real peace, because he could not explain God satisfactorily. For such a person, Eastwood thought that the last or best way was to leave, and he finally left by himself.
We are accustomed to lack of autonomy. We often do what we don't want to do, but don't do what we want to do. This is a kind of suffering, but when a few people do what they want to do, it is still a kind of suffering. If you use Wilde's point of view, the latter is the real suffering. No matter how touching Moen’s comforting paragraph is, no matter how calmly Hillary Clinton herself is, no matter how many people shouted and how many magazines she’s been in, I still can’t forget how her nose was interrupted, or her neck. The appearance of falling abruptly on a horizontal bench, I cannot forget the appearance of her skin festering, the appearance of her biting her tongue, the appearance of her being laughed at by her mother, if she had not appeared in the boxing ring, if she Like her fat and ugly mother said, she found a husband, who would dare to say that it would be worse.
Hillary, before you die, are you thinking about whether I have tried my best or whether you want everything to have time to make a choice.
Moen, when you look at "danger" and rush into the practice range, do you bite the bullet or truly believe that it is the happiest to stick to your dream.
I really like the cruelty of cleanliness. The people in the film are clean and clean. Unfortunately, the number of wins in each person's life is fixed, and we don't know how much it is.
It’s something in the cabin to see peace and tranquility. We still want to win the 110th game. Although we may lose, of course, we will lose one day.
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