In short, while going against my many dissatisfaction with him, I still watched this movie that I thought was the same theme as "Foreseeing the Future".
Unexpectedly, I ended up crying for this movie.
Lucinda at the beginning really made me stunned and quickly realized that this is a film about metaphors. Her final look of hysteria and indifferent despair scares me.
Fifty years have passed, and caleb, like Lucinda, can always hear strange noises. I think, you are chosen. You can never escape from that. In the
middle of the movie is John's speculations and confirmations about that mysterious code. It highlights the inevitability of the final catastrophe. The process is tense and exciting. I can't help but exclaim from time to time. Until the end of the film, I started to cry uncontrollably:
Diana stopped heartbeat, it was exactly 12:00, she still could not escape Lucinda's prediction. John held her hand and said, when saying sorry, I thought, as human beings, maybe we really can only accept the things that have been arranged in the dark, we can only accept, nothing helps.
When the mysterious man who had been believed to be the perpetrator of the disaster gave shelter to the two children, the eyes that he thought were cold turned into tenderness and pity for mankind, and gave mankind the last hope;
when Caleb had to leave John, they also Saying "I and you, forever together" in eternal sign language. The bond of family love makes them inseparable.
Just when I thought John would go to Lucinda's cabin to wait for the end, and then as he guessed, dodged and finally reunited with Caleb, he returned home and chose to join his cold-war parents for the coming end.
I see a lot of people saying how rude and cliché this movie is, but I like it. Especially the golden wheat fields and big trees at the end. I think, after all, there is still such a Garden of Eden. This Garden of Eden is the last hope of mankind.
I hope people can keep it up. I hope Abby and Caleb can create a new world for mankind.
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