Clara, everyone calls her the nail house, but it might be more appropriate to call her the nail house "self". The city is falling apart, but in some places, there are still things happening that make you feel like you are in a dream. How to say, this is like the feeling of many scenes in this movie. A building was covered with a white gauze at night, like a graceful girl looming.
Clara returned home alone on the night after the party. After getting off the car, she saw this scene on the side of the road, like a glimpse of her own past. A car with loud music drives by at this time, reminiscent of the beginning of the film Clara and her partner drive to the beach, rocking with music in the car. Seeing the graceful buildings in white veils is like a dream to the routine of the city. But that layer of veil is real. It may be that the abandoned curtains in the evacuated sleeping quarters in these buildings were spread on the ground and taken away at dawn the next day. So what. Clara asked someone to paint the exterior of the building she lived in white.
It's a somewhat "self" story, so Clara isn't a universally lovable character either. She lives in isolation, but she's just trying to keep her life going. The first part, Clara's hair, is her struggle. And cancer, and time. Because of the treatment, her short hair is full of the youth of life; as time flies, her hair grows longer, and her self is deeper than time flies. Clara's love is her daily life. She has music, a cabinet full of memories, and her own friends and relatives. Clara's cancer, naturally, has become one of the important problems in her life. It's like termites brought in by builders from other places to corrode the building and create a dilapidated situation. The problems encountered in life are like a person's self-disintegration. The accumulation of one problem and one problem can create a huge gap. Clara has two emotional outbursts in the film. Once when confronted with the builder, the young businessman seemed to be trying to divide Clara from her relatives, interfering with her ego with forced eviction. This is actually a dialogue between two elites, a clash of local cultures. Do builders know their workers are burning mattresses on the beach? Are his claims hypocritical? Clara was angry, but there was nothing she could do. Another time at the end, the builder was torn by hand. The older builder became furious when he saw the pictures Clara had brought with him, and turned to everyone who wanted to speak or act. As for Clara, she smashed the wood that had been eroded by termites on the table one by one. The lens close-up of these termites, I actually feel a little carefree beauty.
When the problem can be seen, it becomes emboldened, after all, you know the crux. When you don't know anything, it's the itching discomfort that the termites have crawled over. Like Clara had a nightmare. The former nanny sat on the edge of her bed and took the jewelry that belonged to her, and told her that her chest was bleeding. The pickpocketing babysitter that suddenly came to mind was Clara's problem, but it was okay to recall that person's name. The breast that has been surgically removed is also Clara's problem. Her desire will be blocked because of this, but her loss is not because of this disease. The aged widower therefore rejected her desire. She recalled the past because at that time she was fighting against the disease but it was true because someone loved her. Then the young cowherd could give her real love and kiss her other half breast, because he saw the problems that he knew existed, but he also accepted the true beauty left behind. In addition to discussing the relationship between cities, classes, social personnel, etc., the film impresses me is the truth of this self. Some people may think that Clara's life is dull and boring. I will remember the tears in my nephew's girlfriend's eyes when she shared her favorite music. There is a sense of happiness in the past and present. I will also remember Clara going for a swim at the beach, and the lifeguard told her that the water was about to fall to her waist and go back to shore. She responded ok, but went for the so-called dangerous spray anyway.
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