no one dare blaem this man..., Reivew on Death of a Salesman

I don't recommend watching this movie, unless you are too high recently and need something to calm yourself down...

Very tangled characters, large dialogues, like a drama, I can only say that Willie is a man left for others This is a character that impressed me so deeply that it would make me depressed to this day, no one dare blame this man! This is the evaluation of his hard work...
Willie's life is a life of hard work, as an unsuccessful salesman , rushing around in various states and cities in the United States, he never gave up his dream in his heart, "A salesman must have a dream", but when he dragged his 60-year-old body around for a week, he found that he had achieved nothing. At that time, he had to face that he was about to be fired, lost his pension, his sons were useless, and none of the things he had hoped for ever really came true. A son who only seduces women in bars, and a son who never recovers from the blows he suffered in his youth; he hopes to get a regular job from his young boss, who only needs $40 a week, and yet the boss almost kicked him out of the office.
His desire to look forward and dream is so strong that people around him have to deceive him, and the son weaves his own beautiful past achievements.
He was so stubborn, his old friend offered him a fixed job of $50 a week, but he refused, he couldn't bear the insult to him, "My sons and I are destined to be A great man's...", maybe it was just the voice in his heart.
He (poor old man), who can't get comfort in reality, can only talk to himself and his brother. His brother's achievements have stimulated and tormented him all his life. Only in his virtual imagination can he get it. A little consolation...
The last scene, when all dreams have been shattered, when he tries to re-sow the seeds in his yard, tries to rebuild his dreams, the son speaks the truth in a heated argument with him, ah ! For such a poor person, the only remaining dream is his last survival dependence, but everything is broken, he understands that everything is hopeless, so he chooses to leave...
In the end, even his dream of his own funeral did not come true, "no one dare blaem this man", no matter what, he tried his best...a
strong character, his life almost lived in his own fantasy, deceit It is his medicine to face real life, fate! Never gave him a shred of comfort...he's a man you'll never forget...
don't know why, now I'm thinking: "never be like him."
A huge gulf between dream and reality , No one should deceive themselves, deception is poison...
For some people, having a dream is painful... No dream is humble...
Willy refuses to be humble, but he can't bear it until he grows old The pain of realizing the dream...poor old man...
his life is really only one friend and relative, and that is his dream...

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Willy Loman: My father lived many years in Alaska. He was an adventurous man! We've got quite a little streak of self-reliance in our family, Howard. I thought I'd go out with my older brother and try to locate him and maybe even settle in the North with the old man. And I was almost decided to go - when I met a salesman in the Parker House. His name was Dave Singleman. And he was eighty-four years old, and he'd drummed merchandise in thirty-one states. And old Dave, he'd go up to his room, y'understand, put on his green velvet slippers - I'll never forget - and pick up the phone and call the buyers, without ever leaving his room, at the age of eighty-four, he made his living. And when I saw that, I realized that selling was the greatest career that a man could want. Because what could be more satisfying than to be able to go, at the age of eighty-four, into twenty or thirty different cities, and pick up his phone and be remembered and loved and helped by so many different people? You know, when - when he died, by the way he died the death of a salesman, in his green velvet slippers in the smoker of the NewYork, New Haven and Hartford, going into Boston - when he died, hundreds of salesmen and buyers were at his funeral. Things were sad on a lotta trains - for months after that. You see, in those days there was personality in it, Howard. There was respect and comradeship and gratitude in it. Today, it's all cut and dried, and there's no chance for bringing friendship to bear or personality. You see what I mean? They don't know me anymore.
Willy Loman: I'm talking about your father! There were promises made across this desk! You mustn't tell me you've got people to see. I put thirty-four years into this firm, Howard, and now I can't pay my insurance! You can't eat the orange and throw the peel away - a man is not a piece of fruit!

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