Don't catch people, don't move, don't understand

Kennedy 2022-04-24 07:01:07

Begins with a mime, ends with a mime. Sleepwalking, a trip to rehab, two tearful farewell letters, a shrunk lover, a woman (man) waiting by the window, a non-existent "Nomas" (nomas / no mas, a pretty subtle mistake?). In the opening mime, even if the man moves the table and chairs, the woman will still hit the wall (of course it can be reversed, or pun on the matador). The parallel structure of "leaving-return" x "escape-return" and returning to the "maternal body" in the closed loop of mime reality. When the eyes of men are full of tears, there are no pearls in the eyes of women. Ugh... snake-like fears and desires, the waterside where men and women walk in the final mime. Doesn't it meander like a snake? So divisive, the man's narrative, cooing like doves. Sad and intense. Talk to her to cover and listen to her. Always sigh and pray for those who leave. Borrow Mark's sofa, smoke, and his overly sad tear ducts to get through this dry early winter night.

Shyanne 2022-03-27 09:01:07

In fact, I prefer movies that are closer to real life like Floating Flowers. But this one is beautifully shot