Time just passes by, never stops.

Ottilie 2022-03-18 08:01:01

It is love , not time , cure the wound .

Deciding to write something is just a thought. It's been a chaotic day recently. I looked at some stuff in a mess. I feel like I need some supplements. Need a little more thought. Write it down, just a few words. Just make a mark. for myself.

A slow-paced film. Recently, I found that many times I actually don't care about a story itself, and I don't even expect a legendary, bizarre and moving story. I prefer to follow the end and watch the time go by. Reminds me of Jia Zhangke saying something similar in an interview - he might be talking about making movies.

about loss. About the unbearable weight of life. About pain. About comfort and healing.
It's not a complicated and stale story, but different directors have different ways of expressing it. For me, that's fine. I don't want to be forced to go through a huge shudder at the beginning of the film, to watch them be helpless in the face of their pain, to have my son's secret girlfriend suddenly break some life, even if that life seems, not good.
In this way, watching the time flow quietly, they are warm, love each other, and then a certain accident, loss, pain, face the pain.
My experience was pale, it was hard to imagine how I would endure a similar experience, and I would even boyishly reject that kind of plot setting—in so many immature novels written by immature children.
However, I would like to believe that everything will be fine.

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  • Camylle 2022-03-19 09:01:11

    It's not an accusation against the movie, but it's too bland, so dull that the plot and atmosphere are weakened, and the characteristics of the shooting skills are difficult to detect. Especially compared with the later "Children", it is really not outstanding, the only impressive thing is It's this warm poster.

  • Jeffry 2022-03-19 09:01:11

    3.5 The deep interaction between reality and the past (fragments) forms a visual and perceptual illusion similar to "memory", inscriptions on father's delusions about "reversing time", mixed with a bowl of extremely bitter reality medicine - no one to guide How we deal with loss is like no one to guide us how to deal with new life, so we carefully test each other, measure the value of pain with tears, and when finally confronted with the most obvious self-deception, no one can bear to say it.