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At first, I was attracted by its promotional poster. The beautiful poetic and soft picture and the exquisite and elegant composition really have a sense of picture. Once the poster has a sense of picture, the film will be filled with romance. The tone, as if everything is gentle, concise and lively. But when I walked into the school gym to watch the movie, I regretted it a little bit, because I found that everyone was one-on-one, it seemed like it was just me... But I finally found a front seat and sat down ( The seats at the back are all occupied, I think they are not watching movies at all), because, watching movies, I think, you can not care about time and space.
lovelorn. bar. blurred. ambiguous. Sweet and greasy. neon. Creamy. blueberry. Unique elements, peaceful love.
After delving into the plot, I realized that this is a movie that needs to be calmed down and tasted slowly, and I began to feel a little glad that I watched it by myself (I don’t know if this is a kind of self-comfort, hehe).
A house is like a person's heart, it will not let anyone in at will, nor will it promise that a certain place will always be reserved for a certain person. The beginning of a relationship is represented by a key, and the end of a relationship is also represented by a key. Those keys that carry the sad past are a kind of symbolic symbol connected with the past, the only tool to open the door to the memory that separates the present from the past. Days, months, years, stay there with no results.
Even if we were able to return to the same place, we would never find each other who had been separated by the door. Physical wounds will always pass, but mental wounds may heal a little slower, or even never heal.
No one came to take the key away, maybe they got the same one and didn't need the original one anymore; maybe, they found something more suitable for them, with a new lock and a new key.
Some doors can't be opened, and some doors are already open even if they are open. A door can open a person's dream forever, and can also close a person's dream forever.
When she fell asleep, he secretly kissed her lips with cream marks, a sweet kiss with a soft sour taste, satisfying his self-imagination of love. He was struggling to find a glimmer of hope, relying on vague phone calls and distant letters to pin his feelings on.
Make a blueberry pie every day and leave an empty spot until she gets back.
Finally, love, righteously and decisively surpassed everything and took the initiative. The love of the past is haggard, and the love of the present is expanding.
Is it fate that you and I met? How far is it between love and not love? Is the alienation of the heart from the heart because of the problem of time or because of the problem of space? A very tangled topic, but Wong Kar-wai perfectly answered it with a movie.
It turns out that "the heart becomes soft" is not an adjective, I can really feel the pain when my heart becomes soft.
I can't help crying while writing this, but it has nothing to do with the movie.
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