I know that there is a certain kind of person in this world. Hidden inside their chests is like an endless dark forest. It's hidden. Deep and lonely. Only he can feel it. He feels pain because he is often forced to go back there unconsciously... We seem to be hiding in a closed world, and we are used to fighting loneliness and despair by tearing our wounds. We are constantly healing old wounds with new wounds until we are completely bruised and bruised.
The heavy and oppressive Gothic opera at the beginning of the film hints at the film's tragic tone and the hero's eventual death. It was from this short tens of seconds that my emotions began. A rotten breath of death began to surge in my blood, and my soul was forced to slowly walk into the dark abyss with heavy shackles. In the endless dark forest, the trunks are black, the leaves are broken, and the blood-colored sap is constantly flowing. My hands and feet were soaked in sticky red. The mood is as if the triplet with the temptation of death in "Gloomy Sunday" descends continuously.
The pain in the heart started with the fragmented video of "Romans" with classical guitar in the background. The slow-moving blade is like a hot and hungry lips across the scarred body, and the sudden and seductive red flows out of painful companionship and desperate love. The child of God was born in pain, and the lucky guardian angel fell. Mom, please don't leave me in the distance, let me endure that terrible despair, with tears and sadness all my life. The camera then turns, and Nick, who is half lying on the floor in the elevator room, is woken up by security.
Nick was teased to kiss a same-sex boy at a party, reacted physically to a same-sex boy at a judo gym, violently smashed his mobile phone when the driver failed to pick him up in time, punched and kicked at the locker, and was on the bus back home Fighting with people, returning home, being irritated by shameful videos and comments circulating on the Internet, going crazy in the room, meeting women with suicidal tendencies on the Internet and participating in the virtual world of suicide space, and began to come into contact with shocking suicide images. , watching a suicide play about drug addiction in the theater, kissing a male cast in front of a parent's friend and their daughter to reveal that he is gay...
Life is not something that can be lived simply by satisfying the needs of food, clothing, housing, and transportation. There are so many things that we are confused about.
2014.05.26
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