Almost two hours after watching the film, my mind was still blank, I thought that maybe the scenes would appear before my eyes like turning pages when I fell asleep, but I fell asleep very quickly, probably because the hotel bed was too comfortable. The seat on the return journey is by the window, the full moon has not yet completely set in the west, and has not been covered by the light of the rising sun. Speeding all the way, after getting off the car, facing the morning sun, which is too warm for winter, all the clips came in like a tide, and all the emotions seemed to engulf me. Staring at the undulating chest, dodging eyes, unable to hide the smile and soft kiss, my friend said, "Portrait of a Burning Woman" is poetry.
Each picture comforts all the senses. The scene of the subject-object transition that almost all film critics amazed by can really make a name for itself in film history. The most heart-wrenching thing is that when Heloise's mother passed by, Heloise said, wait a moment, this Celine put the scene on the scene. The few seconds of blank space on the mother's body for Marianne and Heloise seemed as long as an entire century, with infinite reverie. In my imagination, it was another relatively silent stare, restraining the surging desire and the sentimentality of the upcoming parting. In these few seconds, they engraved each other in their hearts, and spent the rest of their lives in each other's eyes.
There is also the conflict scene, which feels underestimated. After reading 800 movie reviews (it’s not), there is no mention of this part. When the source is out, I can press the space to pause the movie and taste it again~
This will definitely be a classic that will be mentioned half a century later.
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