The general plot is as follows: Walter is an economics professor at a university over fifty years old. Because he can't accept his wife's departure, he is living a life like a fake death, with lost eyes, an indifferent attitude, and mechanically repeating his daily work. Pretending to be busy, pretending that everything in life is normal, but unable to truly free yourself from the panic and helplessness in your heart.
Walter returned to his home in New York because of his work, but found that he lived in his home with a young couple who were tricked into his house - Tarek from Syria and Zainab from Senegal, perhaps lonely, lonely, or sympathetic and curious. , despite guessing that they might be illegal immigrants, but he ended up graciously taking them in. Yes, what does he have to lose? Maybe it's more important than everything to have someone to talk to at home at this time. The boy is a drummer and loves music. By chance, he heard the sound of his drums. It was cheerful and joyful. It hit people's hearts like a sound. Without borders, they became friends. Later, the boy was detained by the Immigration Bureau because he was an illegal immigrant. The professor tried his best to help him regain his freedom~~ In the film, the ruthlessness of the US Immigration Bureau to the illegal intruder and the professor's help and care for the boy's family were in sharp contrast, so the whole All the films make people feel that there is a warm feeling in them, and they will not be as cold and bloody as "Babel Tower".
Walter in the film reminds me of an old colleague of mine, a tepid old British man who reads books on the company shuttle bus every day and insists on bringing his own sandwiches in the office or preferring not to eat Try Chinese food, wear small glasses like the headmaster of the wizarding school in Harry Potter, speak in a very low voice and very pleasant, Polite to everyone but very few words, sometimes a stance that is completely disdainful to argue with you, Looks stubborn and cute.
The professor became attached to the tambourine and began to learn to strike clumsily, starting from the sitting position, the technique, the rhythm, the feeling, all of which reminded me of the first time I played the drum, that long vacation, and a very cold afternoon. The state is equivalent to the professor's self-talk at the beginning "I am pretend , pretend I am busy for that working. But I am not doing anything "~ I don't know how many days I stayed at home one afternoon, a friend said I am Can't be locked at home anymore, maybe she will be happy if I go to see some special friends with her. In this way, I fell in love with the tambourine. I remember hearing the drumbeat before I got close that day, the shock that hit the bottom of my heart, the closest distance to the heart, the kind that belongs to everyone's own heartbeat. Rhythm, that feeling will never be forgotten, and can never be expressed in words. So, getting closer - me and the tambourine - and these lovely people.
It's too far, in short, this is a movie worth watching. It's worth watching, thinking, and feeling with our hearts open. I hope you will fall in love with the tambourine because of this, and there will be surprises. Open a door for others and for yourself.
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