when sammy jumps off

Onie 2022-10-16 05:52:01

I've watched it many times, and I've fast-forwarded halfway through it, but this time, maybe because of my age, I watched it very deeply, until the moment I saw Sammy jump off, I began to realize something, and that In the subsequent plot, every frame is so delicate and perfect that a person can express his deconstruction of his own life so deeply in images, just like reading "Dark Fire", a story that confuses subjective perspectives , as a viewer trying to interpret any part will instead reveal his own views and emotions, just like looking at himself in a mirror. In the first half of the movie, I can barely find some logic, but the images that appear occasionally, the house on fire, the airship in the dark night, make people realize the abnormality of life, but just like life itself, logic only exists in the details, elongated Anyone's life is weird, everyone's subjective perspective and imagination rationalize the weird life, use other people's experience to explain their own motives, but spend too long to avoid their inner aspirations, in a When people fall into depression, close their pains, and let themselves fall into an embarrassing state of mind all the time, so as to avoid becoming a victim of betrayal by other people who are selfish by nature, at least I believe that I am rational, so I must be withering. , and refuse to accept that this is life itself, you should be rational, even if you need to reverse all the mirror objects that can see your true appearance, or even create a parallel space from purely subjective assumptions and perspectives, a city, a The script, a person who plays himself can escape his own doubts about himself, can continue to deal with the vulnerability that he occasionally shows indifferently, and can hear the truth about himself from an object that is obviously not himself, maybe this is the script. meaning, it shapes the authentic side of yourself that is least like yourself.

However, in such a real side, when he has his own personality, he will make the choice to leave himself, jumping off to end his own life, or tattooing his body, falling in love with the woman he hates the most, and dying of illness Forcing yourself to admit your guilt towards her, although you tried your best to keep this part of the truth, but when you look back, you have to express your true likes and dislikes from your own mouth, just like seeing the back of your head in a mirror. This kind of disgust comes from the unfamiliarity of this image, he/she should be what you imagined, but you can't finally admit that you have never had the ability to control life; you are more and more like immersed in the water. Corpse, before the end of the show, you finally see a glimmer of light coming from the person you never thought about, she broke your bondage to everything, she did what you should do, but she was just a constant Nobody doing cleaning. At this moment you suddenly regret, because the show is coming to an end, everything about you will die, including your disgust, anger and love, you finally understand that everything you feel is beyond yourself, and all your efforts help You find a better place to watch such a life, everything about yourself is not so important anymore, this drama is you, you yourself have made this drama no matter what, your desire to talk is finally Make peace with the endless exhaustion, you just want to fall asleep, this is the only meaning of living, good night.

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  • Sammy Barnathan: I've watched you forever, Caden, but you've never really looked at anyone other than yourself. So watch me. Watch my heart break. Watch me jump. Watch me learn that after death there's nothing. There's no more watching. There's no more following. No love. Say goodbye to Hazel for me. And say it to yourself, too. None of us has much time.

  • [over radio]

    Millicent Weems: What was once before you - an exciting, mysterious future - is now behind you. Lived; understood; disappointing. You realize you are not special. You have struggled into existence, and are now slipping silently out of it. This is everyone's experience. Every single one. The specifics hardly matter. Everyone's everyone. So you are Adele, Hazel, Claire, Olive. You are Ellen. All her meager sadnesses are yours; all her loneliness; the gray, straw-like hair; her red raw hands. It's yours. It is time for you to understand this.

    Millicent Weems: Walk.

    Millicent Weems: As the people who adore you stop adoring you; as they die; as they move on; as you shed them; as you shed your beauty; your youth; as the world forgets you; as you recognize your transience; as you begin to lose your characteristics one by one; as you learn there is no-one watching you, and there never was, you think only about driving - not coming from any place; not arriving any place. Just driving, counting off time. Now you are here, at 7:43. Now you are here, at 7:44. Now you are...

    Millicent Weems: Gone.