——In the light music of the inscription
, the film starts with a pure black background, beautiful words and subtitles, and a beautiful rotating candy box. Fairytale feel. For a moment, it seems to be back to childhood, back to the old house, sweet and gorgeous dreams are as beautiful, people unknowingly sink, unable to extricate themselves, just like love.
A bustling construction site with workers demolishing an old building. The camera wanders above the construction site, an old candy box half-coagulated in the foundation. The box is painted with a splendid pattern of a carousel. A little boy's voice sounded. He said that at that time, there was a children's game called "Dare to Dare". To win this game, we need a nice box and a nice girlfriend.
Eighty years ago in the streets of France, the camera shot back like a fly, behind the windshield of a school bus, exited the school bus, backed out of the rear window, cut to a few books in the dark, and then pushed out, the original shot just now Hiding in the bag. When the camera pulls back again, we see the face of a little girl, and another one quickly retreats, and we see that the little girl is surrounded by a group of children. That was Sophie, who just immigrated from Poland and was bullied by all the children.
Julianne handed the pretty candy box in her hand to a tearful Sophie. Sophie raised her face with a defiant look, and threw the box back to Julianne, "Then you can prove it to me, dare you?" Julianne rushed to the school bus, pushed on the handbrake, and quickly rushed off the school bus. The car rushed down the slope. The two children who made the prank looked at each other and smiled, their innocent eyes couldn't bear to blame. Julianne was beaten badly by her father, and she became friends with Sophie.
It was their first encounter, and the tearful little girl had a stubborn expression that seemed similar to the scene. Candy-colored houses and school buses, anxious drivers, and panicked little kids are dreams I'll never wake up from. It was their first "dare it" game. In the voiceover, the little boy Julianne explains their game to us: the gift for Sophie becomes a collateral, when you are holding the candy box, when you are asked "dare", you can only answer "dare" ! Julianne, with a gorgeous smile, knew that a casual "dare" made him involved in the huge wheel of an unpredictable fate.
The two children began an endless "dare" game. The world is a giant playground: swearing in class; spraying teachers with ink; urinating in the principal's room; making brides cry at weddings... They are willful, boring, unreasonable, and they are still doing their own thing even in isolation. . But I just like their childishness as much as I like the bright picture of the film.
At that age, the age of wanton play: naughty boys with dark eyes, girls with red eyes, white shirts that can no longer wash off the juice completely, beautiful princess dresses, delicious sweet and sour fruit tan skin, bright sky There are always beautiful white clouds floating in it. Such a beautiful childhood, it stays there forever, but we can never go back. We grow uncontrollably and unstoppably.
Games, like a contract, can only be played by people who understand each other. With a twitch of his eyes and a twitch of his lips, he can understand everything. Games are a kind of privacy and a world. Games are for children only. There is no resentment among the children, no desire for control. Only a child will think that the future is far, far away, with no end. They don't race against time, they don't compete with themselves, they don't make fun of their feelings, and they are so innocent that they don't even cry. Remember: to make a game, to have fun and not hurt, then you have to be kids, even if not kids, think of each other as kids.
Julianne and Sophie's "dare" game keeps them growing up, and it's more and more shocking: Sophie wears her underwear to take her algebra exam, and Julianne flirts with a girl she doesn't like over a pair of earrings. Everything is still a game, but something is subtly changing. "Do you dare to kiss me?" Sophie asked. He and her kissed in the middle of the road, causing traffic jams, drivers honking their horns so hard, they simply jumped on top of their cars. They fled holding hands as they did in childhood. Kissing passionately in the corner. "I dare!" said Julianne. For a moment, Sophie couldn't tell whether it was love or a game, she pushed away Julianne's hug, turned around and left.
They hesitate, hesitate, doubt, consume each other. They dare to do anything except admit that they love each other. The days passed in endless provocation with each other. This time Sophie handed the candy box to Julianne and said, "I swear you'll never hurt me." It's been three years since we met again. In the restaurant, Sophie went to an appointment in a beautiful dress. Julianne put the ring on Sophie's hand affectionately, Sophie was so moved that she choked up, and people were boiling to bless them. But Julianne smiled meaningfully, took the hand of the woman at the next table, and said, "Thank you for agreeing to be my witness." He cruelly looked at Sophie's shocked and hurt expression: "You said that I would never dare to hurt you. You, I dare." At that moment, we watching the movie were as shocked as Sophie. After all these years, he still haunts their game.
So does Sophie. At Julianne's wedding, Sophie slowly rolled the magic candy box to Julianne's feet. She asked the groom Julianne with firm eyes, do you dare to say no. But Julianne replied to the priest "I do". Sophie stood up and shouted "I disagree!" The wedding was ruined. Sophie stood on the rails with a red cloth covering her eyes, and Julianne angrily bet Sophie that she would not leave the rails. Even as the train roared, Julianne just watched with an unusually grim look. Sophie tore off the blindfold and quickly jumped off the tracks, dodging the train. This time she held the candy box and said, "We won't see each other for ten years." At that moment, I heard a heartbroken voice. Those who hurt us are precisely the ones we love deeply and those who love me deeply. Those scabbed, fresh, old wounds ache in dark places on rainy days. However, are they fascinated by the glass of love, or the excitement of the game?
In the voiceover is Julianne's calm monologue: "My most tragic thing is that she has no news. 10 years of life are blank, 3652 days and 3652 nights, games and my reason for living are gone. I am like ha Xin's tragic characters like The Walking Dead, I'm the male version of Hemi, where am I, what am I doing, and what else can I do? I'm lost, heartbroken, and don't know if I love or hate. Sophie treats me Cruelty, murder, humiliation, torture, humiliation, I finally saw her as the past tense and rediscovered my boring happy life: love, family, work, and the Hassing tragedy on satellite TV." Gears of life, nasty bosses, boring Wife, annoying kids, and estranged father. Only Julianne knew she was thinking about Sophie all the time. And Sophie never forgot. The mysterious package, the ink blue marker says "Dare you?" The pale life seems to be bright again. Sophie came back as scheduled.
It's still a game, a game full of passion and fireworks. "Damn Sophie, the game's on again, pure innocence like volcanic bliss, better than anything, better than heroes, better than narcotics. Better than carnivals, better than Thai beaches. Better than peanut kernels and banana shakes. Better than Lucas's Star Wars, better than a Marilyn Monroe movie. Better than Laura's Naomi and Cindy's Mole, better than Jerry Hendrix's music. Better than Armstrong's First Step on the Moon, better than Santa Claus and Bill Gay Better than the resurrection of Lazar, better than the lips of Pamela Anderson. Better than the most intoxicating party, better than all the wines that make you indulge. Better than the beautiful flowers on the green grass, better than the water in the mountains Sound. Better than Van Gogh's sunflowers, better than the whitest clouds in the sky. Better than flying among the clouds, better than rain, better than sunlight. Better than air, better than freedom. Better than life!"
Ten years, but the time they needed to play. When they met again, the ten years of time suddenly turned into ruins, and the turbulent love for countless minutes and seconds together with the same beautiful lines, washed away the ruins in an instant. Julianne sang that familiar melody softly, better than 999 roses, better than sweet words, better than romantic candlelight dinner, better than everything. They crossed their lives and returned to the moment when they first met, magical and dizzying.
Do you dare to die with me? Julianne said: "I really want to bet with you on some things, but you never say it, swallowing ants, insulting the unemployed at the entrance of the employment center, and loving you madly..." Base affectionate hugs, kisses, sad happy hugs and kisses. Just let the cement above your head tilt, and let this gesture be cast into eternity. They solidified their love into eternity in such an extreme way. Their whole life is a game, and in the end they cannot escape the ending that the game brings to them, the sad happy ending, the eternal ending.
The camera turned, it was their frozen embrace. The music sounded purely, still "Rose Life". Even the air was now rose-colored, moist and fragrant. They are already old, still playing the game "Dare to dare". The old Sophie held the candy box and said softly: "An orange one for you. An orange one for you. An orange one for me. Do you like the blue one? Because there is only one blue one, here's the one. You, because...you're cute." Julianne, who was also very old, suddenly stood up, gave Sophie a deep kiss, and said, "I love you."
Are you also a little confused? The hand that holds the child, the tenderness of the old man with the child, and the French romance that never goes crazy, which is the real thing? Which one is more eternal and firmer? I can't answer.
Well it's just a movie. If love is compared to disease. Their love, agitation, enthusiasm, pain, like a terminal illness. Gorgeous, but not everyone can afford it. Ordinary like us, there are still a few small colds. Just fine.
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