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Sanford 2022-03-22 09:02:54

Registered an account on netflix and notified me of a chance for a free trial. On Friday afternoon, I looked at the website and hesitated and hesitated, and finally settled on 2 days in Paris. The efficiency of the staff is quite high. When I came back from shopping on Saturday afternoon, I was surprised to see a red envelope wrapped in a DVD lying firmly in my mailbox.
There are two reasons for choosing this disc: one is Paris. As a senior pretending to be a young woman, I have never been able to resist these two words. When I mention Paris, I will think of the banks of the Seine, a dazzling exhibit. , countless fashion brands, handsome guys and beauties, romantic stories, almost a city that is not very real; the second is Judie Delpy, the first woman I knew was in "White", the sturdy French who swept the poor impotent Polish barber out of the house The beauty, in the principle of sympathy for the weak, didn't like her very much at that time. Later, I saw her again before sunrise. She had a round face, a little bit of thinking and a bit angry. I chatted with the handsome young man Ethan Hawk for the whole movie. From then on, I felt that this woman was interesting. Nine years later, before sunset, she was already old, and her cheeks were so thin that she was sunken in, but she was still the same person, a little sharp, a little hysterical, and very calm, "It seems that even if I don't appreciate my appearance, There is a plus, and I have fully accepted it, and we are at peace with each other." I have always liked calm and sturdy women, so.
Paris in the movie is not the same as we imagined. We haven't seen so many tourist attractions. What we saw were only two couples who came to Paris. The woman was an authentic Parisian, but had moved to New York. The man was an American, with an American-style nervousness, always afraid of terrorist attacks. The two started arguing after they got off the train. It was not an earth-shattering quarrel, but a trivial argument over trivial matters, small but continuous. When a man arrives home with his girlfriend, he finds that his future father-in-law and mother-in-law live downstairs, but he has to live with each other every day because of the language barrier. He is laughed at by his father-in-law at dinner for being uneducated. The size of condoms in France is too small (…), and the worst part is that my girlfriend’s ex is almost all over Paris. Every time I walk around a street corner, I can run into one, and a person runs out and complains to a stranger: my girlfriend is a slut , found that the stranger was a suspected gay and pyromaniac...
Actually the movie itself is not as funny as its content, because all the baggage is told in a way that can't be more trivial than trivial. Yet this is precisely what attracts me: it is the composure of a true Parisian, the way a true Parisian presents his hometown to outsiders: this is Paris, our men are all freaks, women are all lovers, we Dogs walking down the street pooping, our eyes are overhead, this is our Paris. Only people who really belong to a place can be so frank without shame and contempt, just like if I take a foreigner to Tianjin, I will be very willing to let him see the poor and bad of Tianjin people without blushing .
Another attraction for me is probably Julie Delpy herself. She's a little older in this movie, her skin is sagging with bags under her eyes, and she's wearing black-rimmed glasses that cover half of her face, already showing signs of an old lady. But it's still the same sentence, she's still her, we can still see the shadow of the 23-year-old girl before sunrise, sharp, long-winded, and a little grumpy. She was arguing with her American boyfriend throughout the film. After arguing, reconciling, reconciling and arguing again, she looked too cute, especially the way she was embarrassed and wanted to cover up in the face of her countless exs. The past was finally exposed. The crazy look in front of and behind her boyfriend makes it impossible not to love her. Probably only French women will admit that they are a bitch so calmly, so calmly that people can't say anything, maybe we can call this "big feminism": who said only men can be half-hearted? Who says only women try to watch over their significant other like a brooding old hen?
The end said what the movie wanted to say: to love someone is to accept all of him, nothing reserved. However, I am not very interested in such big truths. I just think it's an interesting movie, a good movie, that's enough.

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  • Marion: Ugghhh

    [Jack removes Marion's glasses]

    Marion: I can't see you. I could be having sex with Gregory Peck or something.

    Jack: Well, good for you.

  • Marion: It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much. When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one. When I think that its over, that I'll never see him again like this... well yes, I'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well. There's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can't live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses.