French cinema has always given me an indescribable sense of unhappiness. On the one hand, there are the New Wave group, who marveled at the vision and imagination of the French who were leading and proud of the world at that time; It’s true that the 10 movies are amazing, but later they compromised and made some movies that may only stimulate the vision but not very nourishing; there are also some literary movies that some Chinese people like but I’m not very fascinated by. This controversy is a little bigger. , not to mention.
——Maybe the starting point is too high, so I hope there will be more.
Going back to this movie, I really like the group scenes:
you can't see a very obvious protagonist in it (you may notice the heroine of Inception, but her role will not fill 1/6 time)
everyone has their own story and none of them are boring (max's neuroticism, Antone's indecision about love, etc.)
there is a spark between any two or more people (vicent and max the crescent
has been)
the narrative casual but the director strictly control the rhythm on the general direction of
diversification so that the film presents a colorful picture, just like real life. There may be all kinds of existence around you, all kinds of life, all kinds of happiness and sadness, all kinds of wisdom and confusion. Looking at a group from the outside, no one is important, which one is unimportant, or, in other words, every one is important. I'm not arguing about the logical relationship between collectivism and individualism, what I mean is that another French teacher Rousseau once said clearly: "Polymorphism is the source of happiness"
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