What I’m telling here is a story. There is a woman in the story. This woman wrote a story. There is a man in this story. This man lives in the story written by that woman. He is the story of that woman. no.
"There used to be a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple. He was telling a story. The story is about a mountain..." There are many different versions of this childhood "story", but Not long after each version was "speaking", just like reciting the scriptures several times, the speaker fell asleep and the listener left. It has the dual effects of hypnosis and dismissal. "Stranger than Fiction" is not so boring. It is only one hundred and thirteen minutes. It has a beginning and an end, and as of the time I tell the story, the logic of the story has only three layers, which is quite simple and easy to understand.
To be more true is to consider things as true in reality, and compare them with various value meters. Is the life of this man named Harold a story, or the protagonist of that story is a man named Harold? It seems that similar incidents have not been published in the newspapers, nor have they been published as documentaries of modern fantasy events. For the time being, let it be pure fiction that is completely untrue. It is a pity that the human brain does not support pure fiction at the level on the horizon. It is gratifying that the brain supports any fiction in the fictional structure. So in order to understand the incident that happened to this man named Harold, we put him into a fictional structure. , A movie, a modern story.
The following is the story in the story.
One day the IRS auditor Harold Crick suddenly discovered that his entire life was a story told by a strange woman, and this story will soon end with his death. With the help of Jules Hilbert, professor of literary history, Harold discovered that the strange woman who told the story was the novelist Karen Eiffel. When Harold found her, Karen had completed the whole story. The final ending indeed ended with Harold’s death. . After reading the entire story, Harold retracted Karen's request to modify the ending. However... the
story in the story is very simple, now let us return to the story.
The change in Harold Harold's life was because he heard Karen's voice. Although this voice tells Harold that his life is a boring story, it is not his fragile self-esteem that makes Harold feel uneasy, but it is the voice that makes Harold begin to look back on his own life, and After being notified of his imminent death, this review had to become more profound and urgent. In a word, Harold must make a painful choice between his life and the quality of the pancake.
As death was imminent, Harold had to start to grasp every moment to feel life, not working, not wearing a tie, not counting the number of times he brushed his teeth and the steps to the bus stop, began to taste cookies and dip in milk, began to learn to play the guitar, and began to pursue his beloved Of course, he still needs to find the source of that voice, the strange woman, the narrator of his life, and strive to change the ending that he doesn't know at all before he dies.
But when he found Karen and watched the ending, he changed his mind. He made a choice, but this time it was not between his life and the quality of the pancake, this time, it was between his life and another life.
Therefore, Karen chose him in the end.
Karen
Karen is a killer, legal. Don't get me wrong, she is not a professional double zero butcher, she is just a novelist, she only kills the protagonists in his works. The protagonists of all her works were killed by her. There is no one left, and the most beautiful, it is a heartbreaking tragedy.
Harold is the work of her ten years of sharpening her sword, but with him she is confused. She found that killing him was a very difficult thing. She wanted to make his death natural without losing the sense of beauty, and at the same time full of tragic shock, and then lifted her up to the pinnacle of literature.
In an instant, she found the inspiration she had never found while standing on the table and walking in the hospital in the wind and rain. She immediately started typing on the typewriter.
In the work, Harold will find her and ring her phone. When she knocks down the plot, her phone does ring. The phone is Harold himself.
he came.
He begged her not to let him die.
He took her story and the last few pages of drafts written on waste paper, read it on the bus, took it back, and gave it back to her.
"This is a good book, you should finish it."
Turning around, leaving without looking back.
She was left standing alone in the street, feeling helpless, tears streaming down. The first sentence of
Harold's watch
story is said, this is a story about Harold and his watch.
Harold's watch is quite cute, just as cute as its owner, and his cuteness is ignored because it is not understood, just as neglected as its owner. Although it eventually led to Harold's death, it was only an incidental accident of its own job, and in fact it finally saved Harold, which was also an incidental accident of its own job. When everyone was crying, laughing, and sad in the story, Harold’s watch just stayed there quietly, gradually dimming in the night when the lights were turned off, and finally turned into a part of his left hand, recording his pulse from then on. Heartbeat.
Exquisite and profound
modern life is indispensable. Harold has a good watch. It accurately grasps the time as he accurately grasps the numbers. Together, the master and servant have pushed their lives to the extreme of modern times—the precise quantification of time.
But Harold's watch did not become an evil symbol of modern life. At the end of the story, Harold's watch rescued Harold. The story ends here. It not only shows a person's process of retrieving his soul and life, but furthermore, it quietly reconciles the contradiction between material civilization and personal spirit. Yes. Technology and progress are not wrong in themselves. They are here to "save our lives." They are not and will not be the culprits of alienation between people. The modern high-efficiency lifestyle may have hollowed out the emotional body, but as long as you experience it with your heart, the warmth of your heart and blood has never been lost. A watch, a medical miracle, may be as purely fictitious as the story itself, but at least two questions are left to people that are correct but not very in line with classical logic: whether they can make the right thing before the right life is discovered. Life choice? And before the right choice of life, can it warm another life?
The story in the story
belongs to Harold and Ana, belongs to Karen, belongs to Secretary Penny, belongs to Professor Hilbert, belongs to the little boy riding a bicycle and his father, and belongs to Harold's watch.
Just like the story in your story,
it belongs only to you.
Postscript:
Although I knew it for a long time, I have often heard from different people, including myself, that it is meaningless to talk about the essence of life. I remembered the feeling when I watched this movie. I remembered that I didn’t write anything after watching it and I kept caring. Suddenly, I felt that life is also like this sometimes. There is no earth-shaking and no heartbreaking, a touch of care, a slight warmth, and a hint of surprise. enough.
Instead of knowing which story your life will travel through, it is better to learn Harold brush his teeth, up and down thirty-eight times, left and right thirty-eight times...
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