I think I'm going to be particularly ashamed of this work-focused time in the future, and robots that waste their time at work are especially fucking shameful. I prefer to spend a year as one day, which gives me a great sense of accomplishment in contributing to my dreams. Da Huang said that she was going to Tibet again. Now I can't stand anyone telling me to go there. Even someone told me to go to Changping and Tongxian. Every time it's like a prisoner who hears the bad news of his inmate's release after serving his sentence. At the same time, I thought extremely contradictingly, let her get out of prison to take revenge for me, to rob a bank, to kill, to rape, and to have an affair. Of course, I'm really happy for them, it takes a lot of courage to get out of such a fucking life.
In fact, I can't stand this kind of talkative film, mainly because I don't like talking very much now. Nowadays, people all love to listen to resonance, and no one wants to listen to dissenting opinions. Of course, I don't feel that I resonate with this movie, but I seem to have done such stupid things and said such stupid things in my memory.
In the middle of the night in a foreign land, it is not difficult to talk with a stranger of the opposite sex that seems to be nutritious and nutritious, and it is not difficult to talk about a nihilistic topic about beer when it gets dark the next day, and try to be a short-term confidant. Or a temporary adulterer and whore. The reason I can’t say that I resonate with me is that I was a little stupid when I recalled that at the time, that is, I couldn’t control my body and I couldn’t control my emotions, but now I’m really not sure that I can improve to the point where I can control myself in the future. Rhubarb, do you think you are like this?
I remember once in Xidan I met a girl who used to be an adulterer and a prostitute on the road. At that time, I felt that life was like a soap opera. In a place like Xidan, where the density of human beings is so dense that it is possible to get pregnant, they can still meet acquaintances. Then we chatted a few times with each other and went our separate ways, like strangers. Maybe for a moment, we all felt that we looked a little silly in the past, but now, we can't continue to be silly. I was ashamed of myself for having such thoughts afterwards. To love and not to love may only be a matter of a second or two.
In fact, the theme of the film is far less profound than the dialogue between the male pig and the female pig. It is nothing more than an attempt to express a concept that is closer to pure feelings. But this kind of almost pure feeling neither has the courage to extend it, nor can it be dragged into real life. Speaking of real life, it's such a fucking disgusting topic. It can't be like this, it can't be like that, it must be like this, it must be like that... Of course, personal values are different, and some people are also comfortable in the mud pond. As for the topic of male and female pigs in the movie, it is always popular and has no answer.
If the whole movie doesn't have the last ten minutes, I always think it's a bad movie. Until the bridge of Hawke's poems, this ignorant, narrow-minded, pale and stinky young man instantly turned into a potential stock.
All the big bells in the city
start to ring
oh don't let time deceive you
You can't conquer time
Time will have your own dreams
...
headaches and anxiety
...
life just slips away it's
not tomorrow or today
something like that
It was a happy ending because there was no embarrassment. This is also an ending worth learning, remember to leave it with half a year of hope.
Someday, it's just a corner of this place that might remind you of it. The platform from which the train leaves, the tarmac from which the plane leaves, or maybe two worlds.
PS: Only use this document to give the rhubarb who is going to Aventure again
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