This is the first time I have encountered a movie that uses this intermittent, third, second, and first perspective as the protagonist. To tell the truth, it is a bit laborious to understand, and it takes a long time to figure it out.
I still don't know if the male lead ends up being a successful writer in the real world or just a cleaner. But no matter what, it's all himself. He has literary talent, but he may only become a dazzling dazzle that he admires alone, and he may fantasize about a girlfriend who fits perfectly with him, hits off at first sight, and can see through his thoughts. What can I say, I feel like I love myself. The name of the movie is also very deep, what kind of life do I want to end? Is it to get rid of the self that others have always thought, or the self that you have always imagined?
The scene I was deeply moved by is the scene where the cleaner and the heroine hug and say goodbye. The heroine's tears flowed straight into my heart. The cleaner's eyes full of love, clutching the slippers on his chest, his lips hesitant to say anything, he didn't want to say goodbye but didn't dare. Is this the end? Is it because you are afraid that you will be too boring to keep it or not?
Trivial and trivial, a lot of them are not formed, but the impact is so great, I slipped naked into the snow to see the award-winning, accompanied by myself.
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