I forgot how long it has been since I watched this kind of slow, quiet, and warm movie without too many conflicts and contradictions.
On the whole, whether it is the story or the angle of the shot and the overall tone, it pokes me too much.
At the beginning, Xiao Xia unfolded as a story telling. From mother to Xiao Xia to Xiao Yi, some seemingly recurring parts were handled too well.
I am a person with a very low tear point. I thought I would cry all the time in the second half, but unexpectedly, at the end of the film, when Xiao Xia heard the familiar jazz music in the morning, she walked out of the room and softly shouted "Mr. Church? Herry" ?" Tears fell when she saw her daughter making simple and coarse polenta in the kitchen.
It took more than 100 minutes to finish talking about Mr. Church for almost half of his life. It was really warm. The statement at the funeral of mother and Mr. Church used the same words, but after all, it was someone who couldn't be kept and someone who couldn't be forgotten.
I hope that Xiao Xia Xiaoyi is all right, and that Mr. Church can find that ladybug.
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