Open-ended values lead to the ending, anyway I think it is a happy ending.
Although Gatsby is also scumbag, it's still heartening to dump Ashleigh, who is so excited when he meets Gao Fushuai.
Nothing but vanity and ignorance could give Ashleigh a second excuse. Anything that departs from love, no matter how much I love you, is just a way of moving the lips.
The most chilling scene is not Ashleigh undressing in front of the male star, not her down in the rain, nor the "I have no clothes inside" she said when she met Gatsby, but when Gatsby separated from her, she was riding. The carriage left without any regret or retention, but worried that it would rain soon and the driver would speed up his departure.
Your heart is always yours, it's better to live your own life.
The footage keeps switching between a day in Gatsby and a day in Ashleigh, with the boy waiting anxiously, depressed, and paying 5k to a prostitute impersonating his girlfriend to his mom's party. But the girl is proud of winning the favor of three men at the same time, enjoying her own charm. So the boy met another girl. I have to say that Gatsby resolutely separated from Ashleigh later, maybe there is a reason for the emergence of new girls, so Gatsby is also scumbag.
But how to say, I have always believed that love is a magical treasure in the world. For the other half, she may fill in the blank, maybe she can make a tacit understanding at the right time, maybe it can prompt me to burst out infinite inspiration, maybe she can understand me deeply , or maybe she has everything. These lists are too narrow, in the broadest sense, she can make me happy and I can make her happy.
The girl Gatsby met, "Under the Dracett Music Clock in Central Park," might have felt pretentious, childish, and wrong with another person, but they understood each other's fantasies. So the best moment is when I understand you and you understand me.
Jazz's main soundtrack is the first reason to watch it, and it integrates with the scene without any inconsistencies. The film level is too high-level, full of luxury. A living piece of the daily life of a rich second generation.
In general, it satisfies the fantasy of sweet love and satirizes the vain and ignorant girl, but it also makes people see through the fragility of love. Vanity, selfishness, and class differences defeat the boy's deep love, which the boy must have loved. Don't believe who can love you without a bottom line. Love has a bottom line and is truly fragile.
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