The environment of the 1960s, the background of the middle class, the situation of minor qualifications.
Su Lizhen's career is a secretary. She knows how to enjoy life, has exquisite makeup, meticulous cloud temples, and 26-piece cheongsam that has never been repeated in the play. Even when she buys noodles, she will dress delicately and calmly, always take a serious attitude towards life, and even have a tendency of almost harsh perfectionism.
Zhou Muyun is an editor of the newspaper. She likes her job and treats others politely. Like Su Lizhen, he likes martial arts novels, but before Su Lizhen's encouragement, she has never tried to write by herself.
They each have their own families, but by accident, they became neighbors next door.
Here I want to talk about Wong Kar-wai's interpretation of "absence of presence". Two people who have never been seen in the film, Su Lizhen's husband and Zhou Muyun's wife are portrayed. Su's husband often goes abroad to Japan, young and promising; Zhou's wife works in the hotel, often night shift, young and beautiful. The film has repeatedly used the scenes of others to convey words, suggesting that the audience, while Su and Zhou Pinpin meet, the other two people must also be like this, so it is natural for the feelings to be secretly born.
When the other two people started dating, the remaining two people began to wait. Su Riri wore an exquisite cheongsam to buy noodles, looking tired and lonely. On Sundays and Sundays, I ate wontons at the small noodle stall, chewing slowly, and his eyes were somber and lonely. They would pass by in a long and narrow corridor or corridor, and the dull and suppressed cello sounded without exception, suggesting the mood. What we can expect is that there is bound to be a story, and what is unpredictable is just the end.
Su Lizhen began to realize something. She heard a familiar sound next door, and she did not shed tears in the vehemently disguised disguise, but shut herself in the bathroom and wept loudly. Among the four people, someone betrayed first, but she could only bear the truth alone.
By chance encounter, he saw her handbag and she saw his tie. He finally made an appointment with him to eat together. Smoky, around a long bend, the two people gradually figured out their intentions: Is it just a coincidence? no. What I thought could only be carried by one person, suddenly there are people sharing the burden, but this feeling is somewhat sad.
As if out of revenge, Su and Zhou began to simulate the initial scene of the betrayer's derailment. Who took the first step? They have forgotten, in fact, this is not important at all. Things have already happened. What's the point of investigating who is the instigator?
They also gradually started dating consciously or unconsciously, reading newspapers together, writing novels together, and revising and discussing together. Occasionally, I study what the other two people are doing, but my inner resentment always reminds myself: We will not be like them. It's like a wake-up bell, but it's just to be heard.
The letter from Zhou’s wife is the final statement. They are an abandoned pair, but she still refuses to admit the reality.
Torture simulation. She imagined him as her husband and began to question the authenticity of this betrayal. After his brief defense, she confessed swiftly and swiftly, which made her feel unprepared for anger, followed by loss and grievance, her eyes filled with empty sadness, and after a moment of silence, she finally lay on his shoulder and cried loudly. It's not an imaginary, everything is true, but I will still be so sad, so sad.
They begin to try to forget those angry things, and gradually get used to the life of the other person. But that was an era where gossip could kill a woman. Su Lizhen is timid. She is serious about life and has almost harsh requirements for her perfection. She once thought that her marriage was perfect, so even if she discovered the truth, she still forced a smile in front of others.
After going home after a date, you have to get off the car in stages; during the heavy rain, Zhou brought an umbrella from home, but Su refused to go back with him. She was afraid of those gazes, mixed with doubts and mocking gazes, so she was extremely sensitive to Zhou Muyun's call. His landlord suddenly went home, and she hid in his room no longer dared to make loud noises and movements, even though she and him were only discussing novels. With a few words of warning from Mrs. Sun, she was able to go against the truest feelings in her heart and abandon the reason for meeting Zhou.
However, she was brave again. She waited to see him, although she was estranged repeatedly in her words, she was approaching emotionally again and again. In Room 2046, she rushed to the room nervously, but struggled and hesitated, turned and left, but stayed again. She was waiting for him to say more many times, but he was just silent.
For him, he felt that she should understand his silence, his mind. In fact, she did understand that it was just a woman's natural insecurity, and she needed his firmer words. And these, he may not understand.
In such silent days, they suddenly understood the emotions of the other two people, and even felt that this happened very naturally. Some things are really impossible if you don't repeatedly emphasize the impossible, such as love, which often comes unknowingly and silently.
She loves him, but she doesn't want to admit it. He asked her to cooperate to simulate a final separation, and he had to prepare himself psychologically. The long shot is just a close-up of her hands, convulsions, struggles, her inner struggle is fierce, and her emotions have been exposed. Despite her tears, she still couldn't take that step. The depressed cello music sounded again.
If there is one more ferry ticket, will you go with me. Zhou Muyun said this to Su Lizhen. It's just a sentence. Before she could reply, he used to regard her silence as rejection.
If there is one more ferry ticket, will you take me with you. She lit a cigarette in the room of 2046, she wanted the atmosphere of the smoke, as if he was still around.
Then burst into tears.
He has gone far.
One year. The best years, another year has passed. She called him, she still remembered him, maybe it was her courage, but he was not there. Some words can never be conveyed by outsiders.
He received the next call, but she was silent. If he remembers, he should know who breathed and missed on the other end. Just silently, he did nothing. So she left and took away the embroidered slippers left in the panic. Start here and end here.
Time flies, another four years. For a woman, the best time is only four or five years. Su Lizhen returned to this small alley, and Mrs. Sun was going abroad, so she rented the house that she had lived in that year. When I asked about the next door, Mrs. Sun recalled the scene of getting along with Mr. Gu’s family back then, but Su Lizhen couldn't help but cry out the window. As time passed, she still missed Zhou Muyun.
When Zhou Muyun returned to China, he went to visit Mr. Gu, but it was a scene from the old days and it was no longer the same. When passing by the next door, he remained silent for a while before leaving. He finally refused to believe that there would be people he met in this door.
He still couldn't meet with her. Once many people miss it, they can only miss it non-stop. They also failed to escape this law. They are all in the dust, and vulgar is inevitable.
The cello music sounded, intense and depressing.
This feeling has been fermented in Zhou Muyun's heart for four years, and he can no longer bear it. No one can share, he can only talk to the cave entrance on the stone wall of Angkor Wat, and then a handful of mud sealed all the secrets.
Her life is in the red dust, and it has no intersection with him. This once unforgettable love disappeared into the vast sea of people, leaving only the little song of the Mood for Love, still singing beautifully and sadly.
He was not brave enough, she was reserved and worried, so all that was left was to part ways. In the most beautiful years, we are obviously in love, but we can't be together. No matter how poignant the story is, it can only be called the worst love.
So, Wang Jiawei said. It was an embarrassing relative. She kept her head down and gave him a chance to get closer. He didn't have the courage to approach. She turned around and left. The story ended like this.
Those passing years seem to be visible through a piece of dusty glass and cannot be grasped. He has been thinking of everything in the past. If he can break through the dusty glass, he will go back to the long gone years.
However, even this is just self-comfort, no one can reverse time. That era has passed, and everything that belongs to that era no longer exists.
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