Big face goes and big face back, I walk in your ears

A boy in shorts finished smoking a cigarette on the beach and threw it away. At this moment, everyone knows that this is the future singer who never leaves his hand. But at that time, he was just a Jewish boy, obsessed with painting, but forced by his father to practice the piano, he could only accept half of his face, and he only played to his heart's content when no one was there. In the middle of the night, I drew a cartoon. It was my own big face. People said we don't want to look at your face, but that big face kept expanding and expanding. Did he break his own big face with one shot himself, or did that big face swell to saturation until it exploded? In short, this explosion seems to be a rebirth, a self-salvation, and an inexhaustible confusion for the rest of my life.

If you're a Gainsbourg fan and you've seen all his awesomeness, this movie will give you a wait, waiting for the familiar legend to be relived. It's a pity that I didn't see the scene where he burned the franc, but when he started to resist the big face that followed him like a shadow, you could feel the sense of disaster brought about by this separation. His mistake was that he could see reality too clearly, and his mistake was that it was compatible with his big face from beginning to end. All these mistakes gave him a legend. Big face told him that what you are going to create is an epic that has been poisoned. This moment is the perfect fusion of ideal and reality.

Then we finally saw the ticket inspector of Lilac, reluctantly recounting, I made a hole, I made a hole, I made a small hole. I'm in my little hole, punching a little hole. Beauty, and the madness of beauty towards him followed, this face that was a little ugly in the crowd, but blatantly wrote glamour. The music at this time is about women, and he loves women at their absolute best, who laugh at them and dance, who take part in songs about them with their raw, flawed voices. Latitia, poor Lola, Annie come and eat lollipops, the golden sugar juice is dripping slowly, Bonnie and Clyde have only one dead end. The words, sentence by sentence, jumped out of the song, making these women unforgettable. Until Jane Platinum shouted in a heart-pounding English accent by the Lake of the Seine, Serge, you are so beautiful, I am very happy. We only heard him euphemistically say, I love you, neither am I, I go, I go back, I am reserved, and walk in your kidneys. It's just this walk that led to his parting from Big Face, and that he no longer had a face. The face was wrapped in layers of cabbage leaves, and then torn apart layer by layer, leaving a Jewish boy , and sang the entire Marseillaise in a tender way.

I think the completeness of this film does not lie in the comprehensiveness of its narrative, but in the narrative of this big face, life, old age, sickness and death. Each of us has a face that we hate. This face may be a mistake or fate, but it is more of a change. Have you found this face, it will change?

He never heard of his favorite, Mr. Iceberg, who rose to the south and rescued the sleeping girl.

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