and even when the second season has already begun to make noise, I finally finished watching this thing that is considered a theatrical version.
At the beginning, when I saw the brothers again, it seemed like a lifetime away.
That smile on his face, Al's silly apology, Ed's arrogant arrogance as always, and that cute height~
I thought this was the story.
I thought it would continue like this.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, the world plunged into the gloomy German sky again, and the memory struggled to surface. On Ed's face, there was a habitual wry smile.
It turns out that two worlds are separated,
it turns out that it still bears the unforgettable past,
it turns out that those happy things are just memories.
Turns out, I didn't want to think about it.
The camera changes like clouds. At first glance, I see Al, who has a slightly mature face, with a ponytail like Ed, turned his face, and hides his determination towards the sky.
For a moment, the tears did not struggle at all, and slammed on the PSP screen, and the eyes were blurred for a while.
I admit that I've always been the most vulnerable in other people's stories.
Only in front of the screen, in front of the curtain, I will easily shed tears.
So, maybe I'm the kind of person who is suitable for living in a story, and reality exists in parallel with me out of touch.
But looking at the shadow of Ed everywhere on Al's body, it's hard to bear.
I thought that they would never have a chance to stand together
again, never have a chance to fight side by side,
never meet again in the body of a human being.
But, last, last, last.
No hugs, no extra provocation, not even a close-up of a face.
Two people, standing opposite each other.
This picture, completely unobstructed, remains in my heart, so easy.
In fact, I was stunned several times when I saw this film. Not
only the brothers, but there are too many things in that world that I care about
. The place was beaten again, so I had no chance to calm down at all.
Until now, I still have a strong imprint in my heart about the fierce sadness in my eyes when Ed left home, and under the firelight, that kind of sadness that I can't go back will always stab me in the back.
Yes, it is such an arrogant little dwarf that occupies my thoughts.
Again, so easy.
In the end, I still hope Mr. Arakawa. . . . Be merciful. . .
I never ask for a happy ending,
just, please leave me some faith, you can miss it.
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