a special movie, which is full of dialogue for 80 minutes, but it has always attracted me. The hero and heroine are about the same age as me, and I compared them with my own life. I feel a lot of words from the heroine and resonate strongly. Smile to see the end.
The traces of the nine years, what happened in the nine years, how to talk about it in the short hours after the encounter. "Talking", how many times in your life, will it be worthy of you to use this word. So they go from temptation to talk, from beginning to end.
At the coffee shop where the sun shines, she unbuttons her hair and asks: What has changed in me. Everyone wants their lover to say: Dear, you are exactly the same as before. But this is not the case. Julie Die Er who was filming "before sunrise" and "White" was so bright, and the fine lines at the corners of the eyes could not be covered by the years. I know I must be like this.
Between nine years, she spent four years in New York before returning to Paris, where she lived in a large house with an old wooden staircase. Changed many boyfriends, leaving many scars that cannot be healed. Gradually become numb, feel no pain, and no longer have passion. She is extreme, susceptible, and lives in the memory of her past. Currently just looking for someone to marry.
He came to New York from Texas, married with a son, and married only because of duty. When we got married, I still stared out the window, hoping to see her in front of me. When thinking of her, he fantasized about a train passing by in front of him, with her face in the window, constantly passing by. On the boat under the Seine bridge, he sighed: Why didn't you show up that day, otherwise we would have a completely different life. . . . .
A completely different life is such a big temptation. Many times we have no choice. As we grow older, we have to carefully wrap and collect everything in the past. My dear, let me meet again, and we can only expect a miracle from God. Most of them will be right and wrong, and there will be a few pairs that still fit together.
Love is in the sunset, this evening in Paris, all her beauty is not as beautiful as the meeting after these nine years. Every second may be a memory again, one journey after another, I am reluctant to leave, seize the last minute, I want to breathe the same air as you. I want to hear you play a song. What the future will be, no one knows.
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