In fact, the male protagonist who seems to be old-fashioned but still has a scholarly temperament is not objectionable. The misunderstanding and pain he suffered in the film are not real, but his mental pressure is very real. So his mind-bending speech turned into a performance that overwhelmed both the audience and us, but felt a lot about the emptiness of life and existence. I originally thought that this was because of chaos theory he felt from his own chaos life, but at the end of the film, he said such a nasty remark to his daughter's groom, which surprised me:
You ever hear of chaos theory, Ed ?
It's a science. It tries to determine underlying patterns in chaotic systems: weather, ocean currents, blood flow, that sort of thing.
Well, it turns out that there are few things more chaotic than the beat of a human heart. Speeding up , slowing down. A pretty face, a flight of stairs.
It's always changing depending on what's happening to us out there. It's an erratic son of a bitch.
But underneath all of that bump-a-ta-bump mess, there is, in fact, a pattern.
A truth.
And it's love.
The most important thing about love is that we choose to give it and we choose to receive it. Making it the least random act in the entire universe. It transcends blood, it transcends betrayal and all the dirt that makes us human.
It seems that this is the correct interpretation of "chaos theory", and as a bonus, the omnipotence of chaos Antidote: the so-called "love". Numerous family and warmth films, life and death romance films, cheating family films, and the final perfect ending are all idealism created by people under the banner of such a poor concept. In fact, life is far more complicated than that. I'm not even afraid to speculate vulgarly that Frank in the film didn't just walk out of the forest because of his love for his wife and daughter, but was thinking that if he didn't go back, then his friend Buddy who wanted to be shot dead It will definitely take his place rightfully. We can't live without love, we all know this, and we've been flooded with this idea. Perhaps asking for love and giving love is one of life's obligations. But it seems that everyone who lives in reality more or less doubts its authenticity. In fact, the so-called love is the most fragile. Just like in a movie, no matter how small the clues, a phone call, a medical record, or a card, may make love change course or even change in an instant.
Love itself is really light, weak and powerless. Since we can't rely on it to exist, why don't we put so many burdens and names on it and let it do its own way, even if it floats in the air, what's wrong with it.
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