The moment Natalie Portman took off her wig, and her smile of doubt and relief at the wedding, put me in a feeling I had never experienced before, the supremacy of religion, which trumps love. Natalie Portman actually always had that Indian in mind, but this kind of interreligious union could never happen, so "maybe my wife's hair is on your head" like all the ambiguity is in there, and That kiss also completely broke the commandment of "no man can touch me except my husband", so, apart from fantasies, what else can be done, maybe Natalie Portman's satisfied smile at the end is exactly what we face in life Strength, the body cannot break free, but the mind can wander freely.
Street Aventures can be met but not sought after. When this good thing happens, you seem to be completely immersed in this romantic atmosphere, and you are speculating about the next ellipsis. Suddenly, the camera pans, and you want to see the girl opposite the sexy girl. When I was a stupid husband, it turned out that it was just a couple flirting scene. Suddenly you will turn into a clearer joy, no longer a slightly salty voyeuristic desire, but moved and introspected. Once the romantic urban love has been transformed into a marriage ceremony, the husbands have become the husbands of the "wives who don't wear underwear and don't even notice, just thinking about the husband of a strange woman". Why is there such a big change from a sweet love to a mutual marriage? Is this process irreversible? Maybe this paragraph gives us the best answer, look how perfect the picture is when the wife strokes her thigh and teases her husband, when the "I love you" blurts out, the wife can't help sobbing, it's comforting, yes Happiness is victory. Love has a shelf life, that's right, but you can cook different tricks with this old tableware every day, and let marriage experience the temptation of love every day. In fact, the affair is at home.
Why is the quarrel between the old couple so cute, I hope that when I have gray hair, there is also someone who pretends to be strong and chatters tremblingly beside me. 63 years, maybe they are like this every day you come and go, in my eyes, their romance is here "you have to walk with your feet up" "what are you doing in a hurry" "I just want to be there before next week There, at your speed it will be next week" "Then you dump me and find yourself a young lad like Tom Cruise". I really hope that after 63 years, I can also chatter about some things, some sweet and salty, and then go for a walk by the sea, lean on his shoulder, look at the sea that has not changed like love, and then talk to him again. He pulled the neck together to teach those hairy boys, and continued to bicker. We always talk about harmony, to be harmonious. In fact, the real harmony is to keep individuality and not violate each other, and the harmony of love needs small waves and small collisions. You must know that sometimes the sea is very calm, but turbulent waves are brewing in the belly. I finally thought that love needs some interaction, and then you know what I want.
How small the world seems to be happening around us, how simple love, you and I can become experts. Perhaps the greatest charm of this movie is that different directors tell different stories in different tones. I like multiple-choice questions because he gives you more room to imagine and makes love full of possibilities.
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