I was just drawn to it because of the retro age in the film. A colorful amusement park full of laughter, a giant Ferris wheel, and a yellow sand beach that is hot but full of eroticism and hormones. Perhaps these representative scenes are the true portrayal of America in the 1960s and 1970s? After all, in that era, it was colorful, lively and unrestrained, and everything was shrouded in beautiful dreams?
However, in a fairy tale that seems to be beautiful and ever-changing, there are still such a group of people who live in a dull and boring life. The red-haired heroine Ginny, a woman in her late forties, married a man with a completely different personality and outlook. They only came together because they were about to be driven crazy by loneliness. She worked hard all day. Working, burying herself in life, her days passed by, time swallowed her youth, her patience and hope in life. Ginny's husband, who has nothing to do all day long, is also a pitiful person. Life has smoothed the edges and corners of his life and has worn out his patience.
At this time, a blond-haired girl Caroline and a sunny and handsome lifeguard Mickey entered Ginny's life. Caroline was young and beautiful, lively and cheerful, but was persecuted by her ex-husband and hunted by gangsters. In order to get rid of her ex-husband With the clutches of his gang, she escaped to Ginny's house. Finally, the track of life is no longer one-way, it deviates. The husband, who had been drinking all day long, finally found a ray of light. He pinned all his fatherly love on his daughter, and he did everything for his daughter. I can understand him, since his ex-wife died and he cut ties with Caroline because of conflict, he's been in a daze and wandering aimlessly. And his daughter's life aroused his long-standing fatherly love, and he finally found the purpose of his life. (He's Caroline's father.) And Ginny finds her motivation to move forward, too, with the charm of little fresh meat Mickey, making up for the broken piece of the puzzle inside her, not just passionate sex, but romantic love. She hopes this passionate, joyful relationship will take her out of life's misery.
When the mob boss finds their home, when Mickey finds that Ginny's love for him is too heavy, the good surface is pierced. Caroline was eventually captured, Mickey gave up Ginny, and life returned to chai, rice, oil and salt. Ginny couldn't rely on a young man to break away from her marriage to her husband, who had once again lost his daughter. And Caroline, who was struggling to escape the whirlpool, finally returned to her nightmarish life.
Maybe everyone is the same, living in the firewood, rice, oil and salt. Even if it is a momentary passion, it will return to the ordinary afterward. Just like the name of the movie, the Ferris wheel, the Ferris wheel keeps spinning, going in the same direction, and eventually stops in the same direction. Chase what you can't get, and God won't let you get it in the end. Life is cruel, it's all about draining your energy until you're exhausted, and then continuing to drain your energy. The joy is over, and the song ends. Maybe it was an era of flashy pink bubbles, like the playground in the scene, after laughter, there was silence. Popped the bubble, but there was nothing inside.
In the film, red elements, flames, are used to express a variety of emotions. Thrilling love sparks first and then burns. Good things are swallowed up by the flames, and nothing remains. And trying to get close to that glamorous and charming flame is simply self-immolation.
Hope we all do our best. Don't be bound by life.
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