Because of being obsessed with Josh Hartnett for a while, and looking up to Diane's elegance from beginning to end, Wicker Park has become a long-awaited film. But the initial browsing found that it was actually just a remake from the French version. That was a failure, that disappointment—it was absolutely impossible to make it more torturous than the French version, so it was put on hold for the time being.
It is not until I watch the movie today that I find another kind of relief - the expectation of non-literary art, the hope of pure life. When Coldplay chanted "let's go back to the start", Lisa and Matthew experienced tossing and kneeling and hugging each other, the so-called lovers finally got married, Hollywood provides you with the happiness of walking all over the place without looking for scraps of iron. with comfort.
But as a remake and revision, loopholes are naturally indispensable. Most notably, in the French version, Lisa's fiancé, Daniel, plays a somewhat decisive and consistent role throughout the development of the plot. However, since the American version of the ending does not have the plot of Lisa dying in Daniel's twisted passion, Daniel's existence seems to have only a relatively insufficient rationality and coherence.
PS Josh looks like a priest in a black trench coat in the opening..."Why be a photographer" monologue is very loving: Things don't have to be extraodinary to be beautiful. The ordinary could be just as beautiful.
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