shaded sky

Lillian 2022-03-22 09:03:00

We traverse the long river of time, walk on the road that God has paved for us with love and joy, and spend the happiness we have obtained in the sun, thinking that we can go on like this until the end, not knowing how far the road is. Death hidden in the corner stares with jealous and hateful eyes, broken love, we thought, leave it to time, it can be mended, or forgotten, there is a new love ahead, when everything disappears hastily, We have lost our way, only a broken heart is left, and we can't find a way out in the dark night! After
watching the movie <>, it started to rain outside the window. After the autumn, the night is as cold as water, and the thin clothes and skirts resist I don’t know if it’s the chill that is creeping in. I don’t know if it’s the sadness brought by the movie itself or the inexplicable melancholy of the coming winter. Since the beginning of autumn, the sky here is thick and cloudy, dark and gloomy. The movie brings me the feeling of being fragmented. , On the Sahara Desert, the dazzling yellow sand, in the moonlit night, the cold and silent sand, just like the still and frozen scenery in those shots, accompanied by Kit's lost love, giving people a suffocation of despair!
Beautiful scenery Inside, there are flies flying around, and in front of the primitive ecology, there is an unimaginable embarrassment. Is it possible that these unspeakable embarrassments are concealed under the appearance of happiness? The seemingly happy Potter and Kitt couple came to Africa to travel , but years of marriage have made them look good, so when the handsome Tanner interspersed, their marriage began to become a little fragile, Potter tried to save the marriage, but it was too late, when they started When he felt how important each other was and how deep their love was, Potter caught typhoid fever and slept in the Sahara Desert! Along with it was Kit's heart, who exiled herself to follow a pack of camels Traveling far, exiled her body and fell in love with a strange man, but after losing her beloved, she could never find her heart again, lost, buried her love in that desert, her heart, and then returned When she went to the old place, it was already a different person. She walked into the familiar cafe in confusion. Kit had no way to go. Under this thick and hazy sky, she was completely lost!
Love seems too tragic in the face of death. If there is no dazzling scenery in Africa as a foil, this story may be a little pale, and the topic of marriage and love is too much, but in the fierce drumbeats of African indigenous people, in the vast wilderness In the desert, it is still demagogic! So, after reading it, what remains in my mind is another scene that cannot be swept away and the sadness that gradually fills my heart!

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Extended Reading
  • Julia 2022-03-26 09:01:14

    This style of tension before and confusion is still very consistent with the original. From text to image, it feels like a modern allegory. The meaning of fable is that you can think of whatever you like, and don't stick to presentation anyway.

  • Trystan 2022-03-19 09:01:11

    It turned out that Paul Powers was in charge of himself, no wonder the original book was finally released, so amazing so beautifu so sexyl, the soundtrack of Ryuichi Sakamoto, it was very satisfying to watch and listen to, and after watching the movie, I recalled the text even more, if Bertolu It would be better for Mr. Qi to let go completely. 138 minutes is too short, and the original work is amazing. [1080P medium degree/s/1Pt8rcFSNbDglWr6L1bFazg code 82ec ]

The Sheltering Sky quotes

  • Kit Moresby: Champagne yes, philosophy no.

  • Port Moresby: You know, if Tunner didn't take such long siestas, I'd never be alone with you. I think he's in love with you.

    Kit Moresby: Port, don't be silly.

    Port Moresby: Sillier things have happened. The way he hangs around making inane conversation, the way he looks at you when he fingers his DDT can...

    Kit Moresby: What else?

    Port Moresby: Oh, the ferocity with which he counts your luggage.

    Kit Moresby: Oh, he counts yours too.

    Port Moresby: It's not the same.