Martin is a rude young man who looks so stunned; Rudy is a little cowardly, more like us, the ordinary people who survive in society. They had a relationship on the train, and they met for the second time in the hospital. They lived in the same ward. One had a tumor the size of a tennis ball in his brain, and the other had advanced bone marrow cancer. According to Martin, the hospital is for dying patients. Waiting to die, it seems that this is their life.
But a bottle of wine appeared.
Like the apocalypse. There was a cross hanging on the wall above the bedside table of the hospital bed. On the night they met, the cross fell down without any external force or warning. It fell so suddenly and hit the bedside table. The door of the cabinet opened wide, and there was a bottle of wine. The empty cabinets were full of light, full of light, and a bottle of wine with the four letters TORO on the label, the tequila of the Mexican matador brand.
They found a bag of salt, and a whole case of lemons, perhaps hidden by some doctor. They were sitting on the ground drinking, talking about smoke and lung cancer, talking about being at the seaside, the sea breeze blowing, bringing a salty and moist smell, and they would feel freedom from the bottom of their hearts...
Rudy: I have never seen the sea, Never seen one.
Martin: You haven't seen the sea! Don't you know that heaven is popular?
"Now, the story of the sea is popular in heaven. The sea is wide and the sky is endless. The setting sun melts in the sea. Thousands of rays of light dye the sea into a golden yellow. Then the sea slowly melts away the sun, leaving behind There is only the flame in your heart...but you, you can't
talk at all." Ludi: Then what should I do?
They walked barefoot, carrying the remaining half-bottle of wine, through the dark corridors, as if passing through a dull life before. But now there are two people, partners, that is a kind of warmth that is finally no longer alone. They staggered to the parking lot late at night, drove away in a gangster Mercedes-Benz sports car, and started another life. There were guns and cigars in the car, and a box full of bills. They buy high-end suits, stay in high-end hotels, and write down the most wanted wishes in their life on a note in the hotel. At the same time, they are chased by the police and killed by gangsters. Martin wrote 20 wishes, Rudy wrote 8, what a lovely wish, to buy an extended Cadillac for my mom, and to sleep with two women at the same time...the
sea is the end of the road, the end of them.
I have seen the sunrise and I have seen the sunset. I have a friend we used to drink together, get drunk on the beach and walk the long coastal road talking about our dreams and lost loves. Then she left the city and no one drinks with me since. That's not the same wine. Although it was agreed to drink wine and chat once a year, but I don't know if it can be achieved. because of my fear. I can't say like Martin: we, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore.
Martin and Rudy finally reached the seaside. They were still carrying the half-bottle. It was sunset, and Martin and Rudy's faces were covered with a warm red glow as they sat on the beach, facing the waves, smoking, drinking, and dying. Rudy looked at Martin with a smile, nothing to be afraid of. I feel salty tears shaking in my eye sockets, but not sad.
The camera pans from the sea to the sky, there are clouds, there are songs, Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door... That's Bob Dylan's song - "Knock on Heaven's Door", which is also the name of the German film, released in 1997. That year, when I left my hometown, I didn't know that my road led to the sea, just like I don't know now if the sea ends.
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