Throughout the movie, we are watching an unexpected encounter between two people who have had an instant love. From the moment they are so excited that they don't know what to say about the meeting, we expect them to hug tightly or have intense lovemaking. , we followed them through cafes, parks, and yachts, and we began to get restless, because we didn't know which scene we were expecting. Just follow them and listen to their incoherent dialogue. That scene was like meeting a lover who was wrong in a certain year and a certain month. From these incoherent words, imagine who he met before, what kind of life he lived, whether he still loved himself, or whether he became old, Not likable anymore. Even I always thought that I just wanted to know if I lost my soul in his eyes as I did before, rather than whether the love is still strong after the passage of time, and whether I can start this love again.
I was sitting on the couch watching this movie, and I remember my heart was pounding, and I was so nervous that I was about to cry. The thing I hate the most about myself is that I always make a mess before I stop.
Men have repeatedly delayed getting on the plane, followed the women all the way, and talked about incomprehensible things. They didn't say anything sadly like the ones in the half-life relationship, we can't go back, and never mention the sloppy life of these years. Instead, they talk to each other about their meaningless and redundant encounters.
From the beginning of the movie to the end of the movie, I followed them all the way, with ups and downs. I didn't see each other for several years, and even in these few hours, I could become exhausted. When you follow them to the woman's house, you have already guessed the ending that you don't want to guess anymore. The woman sang a song written for this man. When the man seemed to be moved, she suddenly laughed and said, did you sing to different men, just change the name? The woman laughed too, yes.
It's a pity that life has never been prepared as carefully as a movie. Music appears where there should be music, dialogue when there should be dialogue, hugs when hugs are changed, rain pours when sensational, and then suddenly someone shouts to stop, you are Stranger. It's not like this, all the props are not prepared in advance, you don't know the plot, you just move forward with your own feelings, and you have never even thought about whether you can bear the consequences. Enough is enough, like a hypocritical joke, or an excuse to retreat.
Life is never a movie, don't empathize, don't empathize.
For asceticism, five points of fullness is the climax; for hedonism, the climax is to eat with 12 points of spread. Therefore, stopping in moderation and moving forward bravely are both adventures, but people are different and have different understandings of adventure.
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