The movie is really a 100% perfect reproduction of the script. If Zeller hadn't adapted the script into a movie script and directed it himself, I'm afraid it would be difficult to grasp the essence. It is really difficult to capture this repetitive and confusing sense of time and space through the language of the lens.
After watching the movie, I watched the recent interview of Mr. Hopkins, who was very eloquent, logical, clear, fluent and humorous, and was very moved. The greatness of the old man's performance lies in the smooth and silent line drawing of moistening things, without any superfluous expressions and movements. Can't help but sigh that this is not a performance, this is him!
The old man expressed his high appreciation for olivia's cuteness. He said that when she said something hurtful to her in the movie, when she couldn't hold back her tears, he was really sorry and couldn't bear it, but he had to continue acting. The director shouted Ka went to comfort her. Rufus, who plays olivia's lover, said that every day on the set, he would eat, drink, and tell jokes with the old man and olivia, and the atmosphere was extremely cheerful.
The character of stanley tucci in supernova said that people started to mourn you for alzheimer before the body died, and the person you love watched your soul pass by little by little, so he decided it was better to end everything before losing his soul.
At the end of Rejuvenation, Benjamin's body changed into a one-year-old child, but his memory was as vicissitudes as a centenarian and difficult to capture. Daisy said that his eyes seemed to have seen the joys and sorrows of the world. At the last moment, benjamin was lying in daisy's arms in the form of a baby. For a moment, it seemed that all the memories came back. He recognized her, and then he fell asleep peacefully and never woke up again.
Anthony finally cried like a child looking for his mother, he said I feel like my leaves are about to fall off. The sadness of life is that I feel that the hourglass of time has turned back and I have irreversibly lost life, love, self, bit by bit. And I was trapped in the hourglass and couldn't escape. I could only follow the remaining sand little by little. If I wanted to escape this predicament, only the moment my body perished. The hour when the last grain of the hourglass is gone is the end of my life, I am finally no longer trapped, I am free.
And the people who love me are forever trapped in the illusion that I made, as if I am still there, but in fact I have left. How do they get out of it? I don't have an answer.
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