although I have fantasized about having superpowers,
is it really a good thing?
If being able to see two minutes into the future is good, what about sensing the death of a loved one?
If it's good to be able to change the next two minutes, then let your loved one suffer again and again?
If it is good to have countless opportunities to change the future, what about the end that cannot be changed in the end?
The squad leader recommended me to watch "The Next Second", with his favorite Nicolas Cage who
can foresee his upcoming story in the next two minutes
and can revise it.
As always, the cool characters, the show of love is still moving.
The monitor gave me the task to let me enjoy and write a film review,
but I didn’t have beautiful words or sharp words, so I
could only write an essay and share it with the monitor.
As I watched Nicolas foresee and rescue his beloved time and time again, I was reminded of the tragic ending
of The Butterfly Effect,
no matter how deliberate it was to try to change it. Just like we often regret and regret the choice we made, we will say that if I was what I was then, I can be what I am today - is this really going to be the case? Knowing the ending, can you change the cause? If sorry is useful, why do you need the police? If you regret having medicine, then no one will be sad, right?
Everything is variable, "here's the thing about the furture
everytime you look at it
it changes because you looked at it
and that changes everything else" The
next second, the next minute, what will happen, can't predict
maybe not even God Know it.
Change is the eternal theme in life, and love is also a kind of destiny.
Liz struggled for two minutes in the hotel, and
finally trusted Nicolas and didn't let him drink orange juice,
she didn't want him to die, she loved him.
A brief encounter, an unrepentant love.
It's just that the beautiful love is in front of you, but
what remains in the end is still tragedy.
In order to protect her from harm, he still has to leave and
leave the most anticipated promise
. "Maybe a week, maybe a month, if you Willing to wait for me, I can always find you"
But what about the deadline? How long to wait?
If I had to wait my whole life for a miracle, I would rather believe it would never happen.
It's just that sometimes, we don't know we can't do it, do we?
Those oaths, those promises, when they were spoken, they always thought they could be fulfilled.
Those loves are always real in the beginning.
It was only later that it slowly became a fake, and slowly I had to abandon the agreement.
I remembered that sentence again, I want a love, lasting, tenacity, and never ending
, who can afford it...
Let me meet you / leave you again / complete a poem God made / Get old slowly.
——Xi Murong
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