Will be respected and praised, just because he is Wong Kar Wai, the foundation is there. He will be criticized and dismissed, and because he is Wong Kar Wai, his skills are also there.
Jude Law is a handsome guy, watching this movie with Wong Kar Wai and him. But unfortunately there are too few scenes, talking, about keys; cake, about blueberries; waiting, about love. But such a simple character cannot be found in reality. This may be the kind of person I have been favored by the girlhood of the "women's life" of me. No matter what age someone has been looking for, but the truth or the falsehood, they all think that there is a person waiting, spinning around, just waiting for you to come back for him.
But the reality is that when Yi returns, Jun is no longer there, just like Elizabeth finally crossed the street and saw the house where her former lover lived was written "for rent".
Leaving the old place, Elizabeth, who was on the road alone, encountered some people and things. Other people's affairs, other people's fate, can only control their own. The future is unpredictable, highways, blurred, with a familiar color image, can't help but think of those lines deeply engraved with the three characters of Wong Kar Wai. Flashing alternately in my mind. But this blueberry night, the most memorable thing is this sentence: I am going to save money to buy a car and drive it until there is nowhere to go.
Please believe that, whether it is a Huaichun girl or a housewife, when they see this sentence, they will think of where they are going, and even thinking about it, they don't know where they want to go, they just want to leave, and they will get rid of the hustle and bustle of traffic. City out.
Just like seeing the two kisses at the beginning and the end, especially the last kiss where the head and neck are intertwined, I always think of seeing two white swans around their necks in a landscape documentary. On the shimmering lake.
Although it's a bit unaccustomed to see Yankee suddenly so subtle and sullen. But I still feel that these are beautiful and tender episodes of passion. Maybe dreamed, maybe experienced, maybe lost. After a few sighs, I walked out of the cinema and turned into the post office next door, because I remembered that I promised a friend many years ago to come to this city and send her a postcard here, but I kept forgetting.
Unexpectedly, there are no postcards with city views in the post office. Endured the white eyes thrown by the staff, wrapped his coat tightly, and the phone vibrated in his pocket: Wife, I want to eat lamb chops stewed with yam tonight.
The romantic warmth that had just been nurtured from the film was interrupted by this text message.
So I put earplugs in my ears, and the mp3 is the album of the downloaded sound fragments. Listening to music picking lamb chops...
Look, I, too, can only be beautifully below life.
The rest let them be beautiful and
calmly bury deeper
and finally let this chaotic everything be simply lower than life
** Yeah, yeah, only the heart is farther than the
emptiness, yeah, yeah, yeah, dream of the fertile grasslands,
love each other eventually will be scattered all
you lost is your virginity
and time has run out of youth
you have melted beautifully on the street
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