Norah Jones's film debut, a jazz elf with eight Grammy trophies.
The hero Jude Law in the play is like a beautiful man like a Greek statue.
Beautiful, sophisticated, simple, the familiar Wong Kar Wai technique ignited my Christmas Eve.
Just like "Mong Kok Carmen", "The True Story of A Fei" and "2046", the abstract vision and poetic romance, the chivalrous emotion and soft love between characters are all reflected in this "Blue". And what I am most familiar with is his unique style of film dialogue.
The colors of each prop are matched like oil paintings, the camera is very stable and never pushes and pulls easily, and the music always sounds just right.
From laying down a key and burying a sad story. A chance coincidence, two people who do not know each other. Abandoned by her boyfriend, Elizabeth, sad and distressed, threw her keys in Jeremy's coffee shop, left New York, and traveled across the United States to look around.
Elizabeth likes to send postcards, she writes a postcard to Jeremy every time she goes, and Jeremy's life becomes warmer.
Meet a lost beauty.
＜Blue＞ Nora met a separated couple who clearly loved each other but trapped each other. What was missing: It turned out that the dispute was no big deal, it was good to have someone to worry about, and the girl who was outspoken and loved to gamble but rarely went home to see her father, she missed it. What: The deceitful father-daughter relationship is not as good as face-to-face communication. In fact, Wong Kar-wai always makes mistakes irreversible. In both endings, death can be exchanged for deep love. The beauty of this kind of loss is not only not Warm, but the coldest.
There is a kind of candlelight meditation in yoga, which relaxes the pupil's attention to the flame, and the candlelight will come to mind. Catching love is easy but hard, quitting alcohol is hard but easy.
When Elizabeth returned to New York and saw Jeremy who was waiting for her, she could happily eat another blueberry cake. In Jeremy's ocean-like green and blue eyes, she fell asleep comfortably.
Like me, I like to write warm words every time I go to a pleasant place and send it to those I miss. I remember sending it to my grandma once, and she never came home in the hospital, never to be seen.
I like to give people warmth, and I like to feel warmth in a calm place. Like an alley that is often walked in the dark, a street light is lit one day; like waking up in the morning and picking up a water glass, what you drink is water that has been kept warm all night. However, my recent life is more like enjoying loneliness. Wong Kar Wai knows how to give warmth to the lonely best, so if watching his play feels warm, it proves that we are all lonely.
Thinking of the sunflower who fell in love with the sun, used to be bright in the sun and beautiful in passion, but the sun will disappear as usual, and the sunflower will still be haggard. Repeated misses, loneliness, splendor, and beauty.
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