In this regard, it scares me straightforwardly.
I think we are all at a certain age before we begin to truly appreciate the huge gap between our ideals and reality. That is the heaviest part of growth. Pull you out of countless hallucinations, and see the true face of the world and your true appearance.
Just like you always think that you are never mediocre, until one day, you start to do everything to deny your mediocrity.
It's like April is going to Paris. She is a noble dreamer, she can't stand the mediocre life, and she hates the numb mediocrity. She lives in her hallucinations.
One of her hallucinations is Frank, she believes her man is special. A man who can say "I want to feel things" may really form a "special" couple in the eyes of a neighbor with her-but their higher-than-reality hearts, in the face of the frustrated reality, can only The quarrel on the road that created the night was as intense as a volcanic eruption, but not even the subject of it. It was just an explosion of long-term repressed emotions between two people.
On the day April found his dream in Paris, Frank found a girl in the company to go to bed. He also needs hallucinations, even if it is to tease a pure and ignorant little female colleague. Forget who said that love is a heroic dream in a tired life. Frank used the conquest and possession of a male creature to become a thirty-year-old hero once in his exhausted life. He will soon be reduced to a typical middle-class husband, the kind he himself vehemently denied in the quarrel on Yelu.
Fortunately or unfortunately, April that night reignited his high hopes. April has never given up her higher than reality heart, her desire for "special".
"Our whole existence here is based on this great promise that we are special, superior to the whole thing. But we are not. We are just like everyone else." April said to Frank. She doesn't "resign from life" or "settle down", she wants to leave, she wants to escape from the mediocre reality, she wants them to "special".
That is an unreasonable dream. It is more or less the longing we have in our hearts, but most of us will eventually compromise. Compromise with those safe and mediocre days.
That couple, Milly & Shep, is the most typical of us. The pain of mediocre life, for most people, can continue without revealing it. It's just that when their friends put forward their earth-shattering plans to change their lives, that layer of cover was relentlessly lifted, and they had to face their pain and jealousy at the same time-then they all smiled, and then they politely congratulated .
We cannot be more typical of civilization and suffering.
I can imagine what a depressed and silent night the couple will have after that meeting. Shep turned her back to Milly until she went to bed and said that it was really an immature decision. Milly was relieved.
They lightly covered the cover back, pretending that it had not been lifted.
However, Milly was still crying in Shep's arms. The hardest thing in the world to hide is always my heart.
Frank and April clearly saw the jealousy of their friends. Those who were timid and dared not to go out of their safe and mediocre life track were jealous of them with envy and jealousy. So on that same night, they drank and laughed in the kitchen, admiring their bravery and speciality, and had sex on the kitchen table that was not erotic, but soul-dependent.
Since Frank and April announced their decision, everyone around them—friends, neighbors, and colleagues—was waiting to see their failure. They are not bad, they just need the fiasco of the "unwilling" couple to find some affirmation and comfort for their numb and painful compromise.
We all know that the trip to Paris will definitely fail. Even if they go to Paris, they will surely brew fierce quarrels again in the daily affairs of firewood, rice, oil and salt. We are a group of people who can't make a hero by iron, but we just want to survive with the dream of being higher than life.
April is too noble, noble people are always sad, especially women. But a noble woman can bring dreams to men and get rid of the dreams of tired and vulgar life. So men love them. Just like Shep. He loves such an innocent woman who is above the trivial life, but once he has her, he will be the second Frank. A husband who complains about his work but dare not to leave the mainstream of society and talks about responsibility.
The turning point of Frank's work and April's pregnancy were all factors that contributed to his trip to Paris, but neither was it. Just as the most sober and unobtrusive lunatic doctor of mathematics John said in the play, money is never a reason. The inner timidity is.
We would rather lose on the things we hate than on the things we really love. That will make us lose excuses, excuses to forgive ourselves for failure.
We dare not pierce that layer of paper and it is too painful to admit that we are a real loser. In fact, April is forcing Frank to take this level of risk and go to Paris to explore who he is. What percentage of him is likely to find that he is not the most beautiful and wonderful thing in the world in the eyes of his wife. ? For Frank, such a search is too heavy and too risky. Maybe he has so many lofty dreams in his heart, but those can't match his fear of failure.
What happened later is no longer important. The failure of the "revolution" is doomed, it just depends on the form in which it takes place. April gave her life for her noble idealism. And the little people who are willing to be mediocre, live peacefully and painfully. The tiny Milly can laugh sweetly in front of new friends, telling the story of the upright and ruinous Wheeler couple. Her husband once again realized the inner pain of her own pain from such a story, so he said, I don’t want to mention it again. The Wheeler couple.
We know that Wheeler's revolutionary road is doomed to fail, but we also don't want to listen to their bad words. Their noble dreams are also ours. They are beyond reproach. They are the light of hope that we always have in our weary lives, which can only be kept unrealized. We want to dream, but don't take risks.
In the end, the vulgar real estate agent aunt was nagging about trivial and boring secular scriptures, nagging about whether it was the Wheeler couple. At that time, she was a very vulgar generation, but her old man husband was not. He turned off his hearing aids and shut out the trivial accusations.
That may be a dream he also had, a dream higher than life.
I like this film very much, it is very three-dimensional, and it does not contain a lot of themes. Men, women, love, marriage, many angles can have different interpretations. But from the perspective of personal survival dreams, I think it is the most straightforward and straight to the core.
Whether it is a good thing to be unwilling to be mediocre or not, I have no idea at all.
I have not yet reached the age of being completely settled down, but I can clearly see that I am walking there step by step. Growing up is just a process of losing possibilities. It makes sense. Helpless. So until one day, we will get a mediocre life, stable, safe, boring, painful, like most people around you.
At that time, will we, like April, have to fight for our specialness?
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