Man Hemingway is like a personality disorder, neurotic Salvador Dali seems to have just come out of a psychiatric hospital, and Picasso seems to strengthen his emotional control ability, I sweat. When these characters in the movie appeared one by one, they immediately bounced their great ideas. I really have the urge to kill them.
Anything that can be stated clearly must be stated clearly. If you can't say it clearly, you should keep silent. "The greatest era of Paris" is everyone talking like a male protagonist? In fact, I think they are not in a hurry to use words to describe their thoughts. Thankfully, Modini Ani did not appear in the film, although I am looking forward to seeing a film about this painter. But please don't let such a charming protagonist play a cameo here~
I think Woody Allen is nostalgic for that legendary Paris, who can we not be moved by it? Especially in contrast to the long and classic of this era reflected by the American wife of the leading actor. I would rather be arty and follow Mr. Shubagi to listen to his second-hand recitation, but I don't know how to appreciate Paris in the rain. Comfortable real life makes those heavy and profound old legends flow into frivolous decorations, or show off capital of expensive red wine, or, like Mr. Shubao, countless "artistic young men" like to make girls fall for it. That's a bad trick.
I always remember what Lao Xia said, some things are useless after a certain age. It's like a Greek myth, or a certain romantic affair behind a certain work of these fascinating artists. Know when you are young, it can easily infect you. Picasso, this old character is always so fresh. His devilish enthusiasm and destructive ability make people never tire of him. When I was a girl, I looked at the portrait of a lover he painted with teeth and claws on a blank sheet of art, and it stabbed my heart so easily.
So when these characters showed their "most typical" side in people's eyes as soon as they came on stage, and intentionally or unintentionally showed their typical thoughts, I was surprised but didn't believe it, as if I had traveled through it and talked to them. , Is the same as a member of their time. I know that the movie is a dream, but compared with them, the movie always seems to be a third-rate fake.
Let go of those old dreams of literature and art, your inexplicable times, your inexplicable love, and your inexplicable logic. You fascinate the world and then don’t wave goodbye, leaving posterity forever fascinated by the golden age that we have not experienced.
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