In Teddy's first appearance in the movie, David knocks over Monica's perfume out of curiosity, which makes her unable to discern her own feelings for the child. She took out the box, and she told him it was called Teddy, it belonged to Martin, and it was a super toy. "He's a toy." "I'm not." It stood up staggeringly and retorted softly, sadness of unknown origin.
In the original, Teddy is set up as a comforting robot, which teaches David to write with a crayon, telling him that "real things are good." "The clock tells the time. The clock is real. Mom has a clock so she must be Love them." The
film should give it more shots. In that limited number of lines, it said, "David, I'm going to break." "Can you help me find David?" Nika was startled and sat awkwardly on the ground. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, David is just like Teddy, but a new model of super toy. He never blinks, there is love and curiosity in his blue eyes; he doesn't need to sleep, but he can lie still and his dream is to be a real child.
Compared with the novel, the film weakens the confusion about the real and the beautiful, and the fairy tale journey of "Pinocchio looking for the Blue Fairy" casts a shadow of Spielberg on the core of Kubrick's ideas. However, in Manhattan at the end of the world, Dr. Harpy unveiled the harsh reality for David: when you are not the only existence, this reality is as deadly as "you are not real" and David's body and heart sank together. Deep under the sea. Although there is an ending that is too sci-fi, David makes a cup of her favorite coffee for Monica in the old brown-yellow tone. I would rather it is a subtle dream; but everyone who looked David directly in the eyes The audience couldn't escape the reason for Monica's heartbreak, those incomplete words written on the manuscript paper:
"My dear mother, how are you really, you love me the same - "
"Dear Mom, I love you and Daddy, the sun is shining—"
"Dear Mom, Teddy is helping me write to you. I love you and Teddy—"
"Dear Mom, I'm the only one for you Son, I love you so much sometimes I—"
"Dear mom, you really are my mom, I hate Teddy"
"Dear mom, guess how much I love—"
"Dear mom, I'm you My little boy, Teddy isn't, I love you but Teddy—"
"Dear mom, this letter is just to tell you how much I—"
If I really love him, why should I care about being real or unique?
His love is real, but he is not.
So I don't think of anything but to find
a teddy bear.
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