Another love movie in which the heart and reality conflict with each other.
Rather than saying that this is a story that highlights a woman's heart, it is better to explain that it is more humane to show people's desire and dedication to love by delicately describing a woman's heart.
This movie reminds me of the commitment between me and my lover, and deepens my awareness that the fragility and strength of human love depends entirely on love itself. All erotic or other external additions cannot control love.
When your lover disappears or dies, over time a fundamental need arises in your relationship, and it makes sense to fill that need with an outsider. However, when your needs are being filled little by little, you will find that this need is not so simple. It turns out that only your lover is the real lover.
The subtlety of French films lies in the delicate depiction of reality in reality and emotional idealization. The conflict and fusion between the two embody the romantic psychology of France, a romantic country, to the greatest extent.
It is often seen in some works that people are unremittingly loyal to their dead lovers, but there are few women in this work who feel the existence of their lovers from beginning to end. And there is no compromise in the face of reality. The emotional touch is not a plane like living forever in our hearts after death, but a multi-dimensional, three-dimensional existence that transcends reality.
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