Luckily, this fine 1970s black comedy didn't let me down.
Maud's charm makes this absurd year-end love suddenly appear full of fun, romance and vitality. Harold, a suicidal autistic teenager, meets Maud, who turns 80 in a few days. Their common hobby is attending a stranger's funeral. Maud is the opposite of Harold's boredom, and she relishes life's surprises. She always randomly drove into a car on the side of the road, speeding fast, and even tricked the police into chasing her until it broke down. She is infinitely creative and the result of her inventions is a great experience that seeks to retain smell and touch. She would also treat Harold for afternoon tea, like a traditional old lady, but the music flowing from her keyboard was lively country music. She was devastated when she saw the dying tree by the roadside, and urged Harold to join her in transplanting the tree into the forest.
What moved me most about her was that on her birthday, she calmly told Harold, who had proposed to her, that she had taken her medicine and was about to face death. Understandably, as a person who likes dynamic life, how could she endure the dullness of the body and the poor breathing, how could she endure the dullness of thinking and the poor keyboard, how could she endure the boiling of emotions and the poor desire? Instead, it's better to come to a loud stop when you can make a choice.
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