So this film is not about romance but about reality. You thought that was your best feeling, but it turned out to be no match for the changes of time. You once naively didn't understand why parents who once loved each other ended up resembling passers-by, nor did you understand why grandma said that there was only "a little" love for grandpa. When your best youth is over, it is a drag on life and family, and when you look back, you understand, but it is too late. The saddest thing is that neither of you has changed, it's just time that you two no longer fit together. He is still the gentle man who will look for flowers for the one he loves—it was for you at the beginning, now it is for his daughter; or the man who will hold you in his arms to comfort you when you cry and helpless, he is still a Good people. But love is gone, and the annihilation is in the chai, rice, oil and salt day after day, the distance between the two people is getting farther and farther, so the way to compare love and the cold and nakedness of beauty and reality is really infinitely embarrassing.
I think this film should not have a sweet name like "Blue Valentine's Day", which makes people think it is an innocent film that deceives a little girl. The firework at the end of the film is a good illustration of the director's insight into reality: good things are always fleeting like fireworks, and the rest is always endless darkness. Why not call it "Fireworks".
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