Originally, during the first hour of the film, I was only immersed in the sudden discomfort in the storyline: sudden strangers, inexplicable murders, and everything absurd from the perspective of the heroine. I even think that this male director is really enough. He likes to sympathize with the housewife and pretend to be a feminist. Doesn't he think of a woman as a cautious and frightened weak person? Why doesn't the hostess just slam the door and leave? What are you talking about with these SBs? Obviously, I am used to the image of a female warrior full of Stallone-like muscles in the radley scott alien, and forget that in reality, women are so cautiously and amusingly circling in the civilization of men's charity. Until the second half of the movie’s magical climax, the 9-month pregnant female protagonist frantically wanted to escape from the terrible crowd and tried to protect her unborn child, but her husband chased after him and shouted, “Don’t Leave me alone, don’t leave me", I realized that maybe the eldest cousin was influenced by the performance of the weak young woman in Rosemary’s baby, but in fact all the hostess’s care is because she loves very, very much. Own husband. If you love someone deeply, where can you escape?
Many female viewers may not understand why the heroine does not leave her husband who will never be by her side, and would rather take care of strangers than her husband. I also often break out of such thoughts, just like sometimes when I persuade my friends or friends to persuade me to leave a scumbag, the bad behavior can be seen by onlookers, but the tender eyes of the person involved are indeed only given to themselves, especially you. Fall in love with a talented man who can write you to tears. If such a man loves himself more than he loves everything, then the tragedies of the women behind him may not even count as a footnote. Maybe he will write on the title page of the published book that I would like to dedicate this book to the love in my life and the source of inspiration for my life, but if you stand by his side, the crowd will politely see you through. For them, you Doesn't exist at all. The hostess was ridiculed when she asked people to behave in her own home. She was bullied and intimidated by others in the love nest she rebuilt. And all this happened with the permission of her favorite husband. "what hurts me most is that my love is never enough." The hostess who was scorched from self-immolation told her husband in pain. She worked so hard and so selfless. But her dedication is still not enough. Obviously it was not her fault, but in the end it was herself who was wiped out.
What is a woman? It starts to develop from the first menarche until the branches and leaves can become a warm and safe nest. The side face of the heroine of the movie poster coincides with the house of the house, which reminds me that in the fantasy drifting of the Boy Pie, the food-supply island that Pie encountered on the sea is just the image of a woman. The fat content of women is much higher than that of men, and they need to store a lot of calories for their children. The round structure of the body is born like a home. That's why the husband said to the hostess: Your body is my home. But few people or even women have forgotten that it takes years of menstrual blood to grow into a body that can be loved by so many people. The forbearance, the pain, and the endless blood flow disappeared within a few months of the woman's conception. The pregnant heroine seemed to have finally obtained the happiness she wanted. But until she gave birth, this illusion of happiness was finally torn apart in pain by tens of thousands of times. It was like the place she had built and called her home, which was burned to ashes in her husband's endless greed for fame, fortune, and worship.
At the moment when the hostess hugged the child tightly and said no to the husband's request to hold the child, I almost supplemented all the mothers in the world on my own. Men may not understand how much women love their children. They don't understand and it's reasonable, because their bodies can't give birth to life. This is the first time that the hostess has rejected her husband because of another person. Her love is now all given to her infant child. But what the husband wants is to tell everyone about his joy of becoming a father. In his eyes, this child is a symbol of his own identity conversion, a masterpiece of his work, and it can also be used to observe and appreciate. of. The blood of a newborn is the blood of the mother, and the flesh is the flesh of the mother. The child is not a work for the mother, her/his own continuation is the life she wants to protect selfishly. I can understand what kind of dirty and despicable a husband steals a child from his mother's arms. No one has the right to take away other people's children. Finally, the heroine's child was killed by her husband's stupidity.
The ideal ending must be that the hostess burned all the villains of her sad husband and left this place by covering her wounds. However, this story basically tells us that this house is a woman, and a woman is a house. As long as she can’t learn to reject the male lead, one day she will be broken into again and approved by her husband to share her body with a stranger. Swallowed up to nothing left. The heroine chose to die, she chose to stop this pain. Looking at the dying, coke-covered wife, the protagonist does not blame herself more, but asks her to give her heart to herself as a testimony of love. After the hostess's battered heart left her body, she instantly turned into nothingness, as if she had never existed before. And her crystal-clear "love", which has been formed through hard work, was placed in a visible place by her husband as one of her most gorgeous souvenirs.
In the desperate anger of the heroine, the hero was intact. He turned and left with a souvenir to greet the new beautiful young mistress of the house. I still remember that there is a plot in "gone girl" where the heroine is completely heartbroken because her husband kisses the mistress in the same way. However, what they love is the worship of women for themselves, isn't it? They may not understand the difference between worship and love. So this kind of worship can be embodied in any young girl, not necessarily you, not necessarily me.
In the life of a creative talent, there must be countless women who will devote all their hearts to heartbreak. Their selfless love will become an eternal literary and artistic classic familiar to a broad audience, but these women can only exhaust her flesh and blood in this way. In order to create a masterpiece, he was finally sacrificed. At this point, I can't help but want to write a piece of advice to my future daughter: Don't fall in love with true and false talents. To borrow a sentence from an older sister: Young talents harm others and themselves. But it is also impossible to say this. Love is something that only women have. If a woman does not devote her heart and soul, the world will never become a better tomorrow.
Of course, this work seems to me like a man who has lived to a certain age and has gone through all kinds of things, and finally understands the bloody truth of a woman's life and expresses for the other party. It can also be seen as an infinite self-blame of a literary and artistic worker for his working state of abandoning his wife and children. But in fact, women are much greater than this. At least when competing with men for children, I have never seen a woman lose. Moreover, we can regard the self-immolation of the heroine as a determination to turn away and leave: "The glass-like fragile broken heart is given to you. Anyway, it is not worth the bad money." On the contrary, it is the poor hero. He doesn't even have the ability to survive in this world independently, and has to find his hometown in the living women, and women themselves are their own homes.
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