respected, sober, not free,
but willing.
As long as Yu Jiaolong doesn't die,
as long as she lives, she will live more and more like Yu Xiulian,
it's just a difference in the amount of ingredients.
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People always realize their resistance to the established destiny through the pursuit of freedom.
However, recently, I have been coveting the result of this constant resistance, and I want to know whether the final answer after I choose to suffer and go in the opposite direction can be directed toward my heart.
It's as if I'm trying to reach new people to change the negativity that keeps growing in my long-term widowhood, as if I'm trying to reach people to cure myself of an incurable germ. This feeling, like behind fear hides curiosity about novelty.
And I found that people are like this.
Living in Shanghai, if you do not have the resistance to resist everything and turn the tide, it is as if you have never lived.
The mechanics of the city will uproot you from a kind of "I think" loneliness, when one becomes unbearable to be alone, and begins to try to forget as much as possible the fact that you cannot escape this loneliness.
The main purpose of the last time I went to the bar was the solution I sought to find for this kind of fragmented feeling of self that had grown and developed to an unbearable level.
Every time I receive an invitation, I will think for a long time to decide whether to give a positive answer, go or not?
I often miss a lot of social opportunities when I'm away. If after my rational election, I can't resist the temptation of this kind of dating, and the final answer will be to attend, then this will definitely become a very important thing in my current life. thing.
I would have wondered a few days before whether I needed a whole new outfit to change my stereotype of being frigid.
In other words, is the fragrance I've been using recently, is the fragrance suitable for maintaining a sense of intimacy in front of a group of unfamiliar friends...
Then I'm traveling. On the way to an appointment, I'll be so nervous that it's like opening a cork of champagne, All the emotions will come out with just a touch.
This kind of emotional expansion, in hindsight, has an absurdity that I can't understand. Why is the emotional surge like experiencing the ups and downs of life for a situation that is not familiar at all?
Finally at the appointed place, the bar was filled with young men and women, talking in pairs, like Richard Linklater's glancing shot in "Before Sunrise."
As long as you pay close attention to listen to the conversation content of each table, you will find that the topics they are talking about are so different yet so the same.
Chinese lanterns in the old alley.
I got out of the car and wandered in the middle of a bunch of bars and shops, looking in from different windows, trying to find D's whereabouts among the crowd, but I couldn't find it, and at this point I had to make a phone call.
This completely passive state is like I'm being ruled by a strange social desire.
The moment I even dialed the phone, I wanted to hang up immediately and take a taxi home.
I have a premonition that this is a person's social interaction, and this night, regardless of whether D's response or not, I will deal with all the strange relationships as a person.
After connecting later, D quickly peeked out his round smiling face from a window, as easy and approachable as when he first met him.
But it always feels like hiding and masking something that you can't touch or touch.
D has a very open attitude towards interacting with people. He can easily enter a relationship, and he also knows how to only treat feelings as a third-dimensional field, and can walk out very calmly.
I listen to other people's stories and share my own.
Although I know that there are many elements of performance and beautification in the process of this exchange, the hypocrisy itself is enough to show how painful the widowhood is in our daily life.
After a cup of Long Island iced tea, I was overwhelmed by alcohol and began to pretend to be calm to show my talkative and active side, but my thinking had long since drifted out of the present moment, containing an increasingly sad element.
The resident singer was humming some old folk songs, and the strangers beside him were chatting and talking, as if he wanted to share all the stories of his life with others.
To survive in this social place, you must have continuous topic output, or you need to constantly ask questions to approach the crowd and enter the group. Although this process is deliberate, it is completely independent of your free will.
A bar that will help those who are unable to adapt in life to find a part of themselves that is useful to others.
I think the intricate relationship that "A Hundred Years Tavern" wants to present is the process of people choosing to socialize through their own free will. They want to use personal resistance to strive for a better survival.
There's nothing wrong with being alive, it's just that people can realize through this show that what I have endured in my life will not get better.
Most paradoxically, the shaking of the mind would be like tearing off everyone's robe of hypocrisy, and all they see is fear.
The pub is a medium with a more exchange process in this show, just like those frivolous dating apps.
Here people hide from the emptiness and boredom of time, some people bury their lives in wine, some men and women quarrel with each other and love each other, and there is a drunk woman who will never get out of her own life cycle and cage.
The process of waiting to be accosted in a bar is a very special experience, as if the goods waiting to be inspected are waiting to be put on the shelves. There is no gender equivalence and preferential treatment, nor is there a clear distinction between male and female.
If there is an ideal country-style place in the world, it is a lot of people in the world who choose a place where they can buy wine and get out of the track of life for a while.
In my opinion, what this TV series expounds may have only one proposition: as life goes on, how do you pay the price in the process of getting a better life and start to lose a little bit.
HORACE is a complex character that constantly coordinates his inner strength to resist each other. Compared with PETE, who has mental problems, he is in various intricate relationships, and he has not driven himself crazy, and has maintained it from the beginning to the end. own subjectivity.
The casting of this character is really great.
How much hardship can one endure?
It is not the ordeal of the right to live caused by the social turmoil in the war years, but the loneliness, repentance, rebelliousness, and mistakes that the spirit has endured in pursuit of the meaning of existence in the isolated realm within the safe and sound body. The ordeal after the choice.
It is as if in a mess of chaos that is unclear, to kill and find a way.
In this process, you need to constantly use your own flesh and blood to hit and traverse those moments that seem to be easy to break, but are indestructible like a copper wall.
The nearly 100-year-old pub run by HORACE and PETE has been passed down from generation to generation.
I can't help but think of the narrative mode of One Hundred Years of Solitude. The story sometimes keeps looping, we don't know when, the fate has already been arranged, and despite trying to break free, it doesn't help.
H and P keep repeating the name of a tavern, and at the same time repeating the bad life of their parents. The grave of marriage, the disillusionment of love, the rebellion of children, the illness of loved ones, the threat of death, the irreversible mistakes made after a sudden derailment of an emotion, and a deep understanding of a certain truth of life.
These are the most common things that can happen in the course of life.
But we can say that the ordinary life lies in its inability to take on our dreams or the sense of mission in life?
It's like you are watching a beautiful costume from a distance, but often times, it doesn't fit well, and even the stitches will appear finely disordered and spliced.
Especially when you get close to life itself and zoom in on the texture of everyone's life, you will find these cracked lines that seem to be produced on the body of the antique vase, as well as the yellowing that cannot be erased or repaired. , is a kind of ugliness, but also a kind of beauty.
I just seem to realize that it is impossible to be perfectionistic about life.
HORACE's sister had cancer, and was finally cured after chemotherapy.
In a certain afternoon, after HORACE's SEX PARTNER was about to leave, she seemed to realize the value of life, and greeted HORACE easily, not much different from the usual afternoon, but the huge difference was that she got The test report shows that he has been cured.
Life was abruptly changed course during the sentence, and HORACE was declared invalid after preparing to face the final outcome of the terminally ill sister.
It's a sense of relief, and it also gives the protagonist everything that despair has taken away from him.
Whether an actor's artistic value is great or not, in the face of such a dramatic change, the expression method adopted is the embodiment of his acting skills.
The cast drawn by LOUIS CK presents us with a deep silent performance, but the power is there as if the story happened to you, and your joys and sorrows are entangled in the joys and sorrows of the protagonist.
But the joy of being dragged back from the depths of death has not gradually died down, and the mood has been mobilized by another major event, PETE has disappeared.
disappeared for a long time.
HORACE thought he was dead.
After the disappearance of PETE, the pub decided to start closing its doors. HORACE began to panic. He didn't know how his life would go after he left this tavern. It was full of absurdity. When you had begun to give up your life and waited quietly for death, life forced you to make another choice. , or live again.
Is this opportunity a good thing or a bad thing?
Life cannot be relived, or in other words, people cannot decide how to choose to accept or not to accept everything.
People also cannot stand the constant teasing and ravages of life.
HORACE has set a dying character for its protagonist from the start.
He calmly endured everything that happened to him, and patiently appraised the decision when all the problems in life were pressing against him, he only chose to accept it and did not take any action.
Even as his sister shook his body, trying to wake up the free spirit in his body, he was full of fear of the unknown.
LOUIS CK arranged the end of the protagonist's life in the hands of the neurotic PETE, which is the most comforting tragedy. It's like a restart in a certain sense, just like TOM FORD in "Nocturnal Animals" chose to kill himself and start over with a brand new soul.
As for this new beginning, is it a complete subversion or a continuation of the tragedy? It's not something they're going to write about right now.
Almost all the soundtracks during the viewing process were made by PAUL SIMON, NEW YORK IS MY HOME/ LIFE IS STRANGE/ …
the transmission of the ear through hearing seems to be in a process of slowing down the rhythm of life
. With a magnifying glass, I carefully observe the life stories of the
people in the play. When they face the difficulties of life, they can't handle themselves,
just like us in real life.
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