Movies shot in the 1970s and 1980s slightly discouraged me from watching. But after watching it slowly, I suddenly realized what is so good about this movie: sincerity and brutality.
Although I know that a foolish man who thinks he is handsome may not get what he wants when he becomes a cowherd, but when this person comes to a big city with high expectations but can only feed himself on the biscuits of children, that kind of sadness is not mixed. People who have been working in big cities can't understand it.
In the city, everyone uses each other as the background, walking in a hurry but never caring about the people around them. People only care about their own shortcomings but never care about the lives and deaths of others. Therefore, the Cowherd and the lame depend on each other for life, which is more like surviving on a lonely island. Running from the cold New York to the Sunshine Coast is also a metaphor of escaping from the indifference of human nature to the warm opposite, a paradise. It's just that the lame man didn't make it to the last minute.
Along the way, we learned and lost.
The rest of the journey is up to us alone.
Cowboys without their denim jackets - back into cowboys.
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