The short film about love, also known as Love Ring, tells the story of a boy who falls in love with a woman through voyeurism. In this regard, I think I know just right, not more or less, I happen to be between obsession and despair of love. This is an awkward age. The obsession with love has long been a thing of the past, and the sadness of being hurt by love is still there. never came. It's been a few months since I saw this movie, and it's been a few months, and when I think of him again, there are still ripples in my heart that can't go away. I want to find an outlet for myself, just like an outlet in reality, for many people, there seems to be no pain that cannot be resolved with time, and I am no different. However, I entered a mysterious hole, and what was missing in the hole was pain. Because it doesn't hurt, I don't know why.
Lucky for me Tomek, at his age, a crush gave him an unforgettable memory about love.
Tomek, a 19-year-old boy who works in the post office, falls in love with a woman who lives in a telescope. Everyone knows nothing about it.
He sets the time for his alarm every night, and as the hour approaches, he gets restless, and when the alarm goes off, he quits his favorite TV show, hides in his room, and turns on the telescope by his desk. Eagerly looking forward to the appearance of the woman, I don't want to miss a second. The light in the room on the opposite floor in the telescope finally turned on, and a woman appeared. She took off her shoes tiredly, and put them on the table while reading the mail. She opened the refrigerator to drink some milk. . . . Then, she would change into a bathrobe and take a shower, and Tomek would always blush at this time. He would take advantage of the interval to make something to eat, and while eating, he would sit back behind the telescope and wait. After the woman came out of the bathroom, she seemed even more beautiful. She only wore a loose top, wiped her dripping hair with a towel, played poker around the table or painted with a paintbrush. She was a painter. Tomek always looked at her so carefully, until it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. Then he would close the binoculars and sleep peacefully. For a year, Tomek has been like this every day. Tomek knew that the woman's name was Magda. Sometimes, there will be men in the women's room, different men, their only purpose is to have sex. Whenever the men took off the women's clothes and started torn, Tomek lowered the camera and didn't look at it. His expression was mixed with some discomfort, ups and downs. At the time, I only thought that this boy was jealous too. Only later did I realize what the meaning of Tomek's expression was. This was not jealousy. How could it be jealousy? The occupied men, he is just angry, just the anger of a boy who has a pure yearning for love. He feels that love is not like this at all, and he does not know what love looks like, but he firmly believes that love is not like this. Finally one day, when the man reappeared in the woman's room, Tomek picked up the phone, and he called the clerk who repaired the gas, but gave the woman's address. So, through Tomek's telescope, we saw this little episode. The men and women who were having sex were disturbed by the gas repairman and had to interrupt the lingering. After the quarrel, the woman's mood was obviously very bad, and she angrily pushed away the man who wanted to make out. , kicked him out. At this time, Tomek smiled for the first time, and there was a hint of pride on his pure face. I almost laughed too, I thought to myself, Tomek, Tomek, if it wasn't for your unlucky relationship with your crush, I would have classified you as a disgusting villain! Not to mention peeping, it's a good thing for bad people! But now he is neither a villain nor disgusting, he is a winner! I sympathized with him and thought he was the victor. But the reality But no, reality told me in black on a white background that not only did he not win, but he was led into a more desperate situation and immersed in it step by step. He wrote a fake bill of exchange so that he could see her at work and talk to her; he started working as a milkman in the morning to knock on her door in the morning and take a close look at her; he Peek at the letters, and keep them one by one, in order to eliminate the existence of a rival in love. He did everything he could to get close to her. He was lost in the fantasy of it all. When she was happy, Tomek was happy, and when she cried, Tomek was sad. He couldn't control his actions, and maybe it didn't even bother him to stop. Finally, one day, things changed. When the woman came to the post office with a fake money order again, she was accused by the person in charge of the bank as a forger. The woman rushed out angrily, and Tomek followed. He told the woman that he had put the fake money order in the mailbox, and the woman asked why, Tomek said, because I wanted to see you. The woman asked why, he said, because I love you. The woman felt incredible at first, and then laughed sarcastically, she didn't believe it at all. Yes, it was impossible for Magda to believe that this woman, who had already passed her youthful age, was enjoying a moment of pleasure between different men. Her experience had already wiped out her memory of love. It's not that she doesn't believe Tomek loves her, it's that she doesn't believe anyone else will love her at all, she smiled contemptuously, turned around and strode away. Tomek's eyes suddenly became dark and painful, he looked at the woman's back and shouted: You cried last night! Yes the woman cried last night, and Tomek might not have the courage to stand here if it wasn't for seeing a woman cry last night. He naively wanted to comfort a woman. The woman turned around in surprise and asked, "Why do you know?" Tomek says: I spy on you. The woman was surprised again, she could no longer bear what the young boy in front of her brought her, and angrily pushed him away. Tomek lowered his head, didn't look at the woman again, turned and walked away step by step next to the wall, full of loss in his steps. The woman looked at his back and never said a word. The woman should have recognized that it was the milkman who delivered her milk that morning. So the next day, when Tomek quietly put the bottle outside the door, the door suddenly opened, Tomek stood up in panic and looked at the woman in front of him. They have a conversation about love. To: I love you. Mary: Love does not exist. TO: It's not like that. Ma: Do you want to kiss me? To: No. Ma: You, do you want to sleep with me? To: No. Mary: So what do you want? TO: I don't want anything. The woman decided that Tomek was not in love with her, he must have wanted something from her, sex, of course, or else? But Tomek, the boy, firmly denied them one by one. The boy used the ice cubes from the roof to cool his face, then went down and asked the woman if she could invite him to eat ice cream? The woman agreed. Tome was holding the milk cart, spinning fast all the way, like a child, no, he was a child. They drink coffee together, and the woman lets the boy touch her hand, telling him that people who love each other like to touch each other. Later, when they went home together, Tomek saw for the first time the home he had seen through the binoculars, the alarm clock, the table, the canvas, and his own home outside the window. Before he could think about it, the woman told him with more cruel facts that there was no love, only sex. Tomek, who was released in the hands of the woman, rushed out, and he couldn't take it all. The love that he had defended desperately and had imagined countless times was definitely not like this. The purity of love was sullied in his heart, and the belief that had supported him collapsed in an instant. He returned home and chose death. If Tomek is desperate for Magda, it is better to say that he is desperate for himself. Completely desperate for his insistence on love. The woman who didn't hear from the boy began to get anxious. She couldn't wait for the boy's phone call at night. The lights upstairs on the opposite side were no longer on, and the milk was also delivered by the old grandmother. The one who was looking forward to it every day, and the one who was restless became a woman. Good round. Finally, Magda, who couldn't stand it any longer, went to the post office to ask about the situation and got the answer that the boy cut his wrists for love. This time, the woman was completely silent. Back then, the woman laughed at the boy, and the boy returned it to her with cold blood. Love exists. said the boy. Magda came to Tomac's house desperately, and the old mother came to open the door, her eyes calm and indifferent. The woman finally saw Tomek sleeping, and the white gauze on his wrist, but her outstretched hand couldn't get close to him, and she saw the telescope the boy used to peep at her. Uncovering it, she saw herself in the boy's eyes - the one who was crying on the table. The night before the boy told her that he loved her for the first time, that was how he cried. Then, she saw what she expected to see, and what Tomek once expected to bring her. The young Tomek came to her side and put his hand on her shoulder softly. She raised her head, from the illusory He raised his head, full of tears, but with a smile. face, then went down and asked the woman if she could invite him to eat ice cream? The woman agreed. Tome was holding the milk cart, spinning fast all the way, like a child, no, he was a child. They drink coffee together, and the woman lets the boy touch her hand, telling him that people who love each other like to touch each other. Later, when they went home together, Tomek saw for the first time the home he had seen through the binoculars, the alarm clock, the table, the canvas, and his own home outside the window. Before he could think about it, the woman told him with more cruel facts that there was no love, only sex. Tomek, who was released in the hands of the woman, rushed out, and he couldn't take it all. The love that he had defended desperately and had imagined countless times was definitely not like this. The purity of love was sullied in his heart, and the belief that had supported him collapsed in an instant. He returned home and chose death. If Tomek is desperate for Magda, it is better to say that he is desperate for himself. Completely desperate for his insistence on love. The woman who didn't hear from the boy began to get anxious. She couldn't wait for the boy's phone call at night. The lights upstairs on the opposite side were no longer on, and the milk was also delivered by the old grandmother. The one who was looking forward to it every day, and the one who was restless became a woman. Good round. Finally, Magda, who couldn't stand it any longer, went to the post office to ask about the situation and got the answer that the boy cut his wrists for love. This time, the woman was completely silent. Back then, the woman laughed at the boy, and the boy returned it to her with cold blood. Love exists. said the boy. Magda came to Tomac's house desperately, and the old mother came to open the door, her eyes calm and indifferent. The woman finally saw Tomek sleeping, and the white gauze on his wrist, but her outstretched hand couldn't get close to him, and she saw the telescope the boy used to peep at her. Uncovering it, she saw herself in the boy's eyes - the one who was crying on the table. The night before the boy told her that he loved her for the first time, that was how he cried. Then, she saw what she expected to see, and what Tomek once expected to bring her. The young Tomek came to her side and put his hand on her shoulder softly. She raised her head, from the illusory He raised his head, full of tears, but with a smile. face, then went down and asked the woman if she could invite him to eat ice cream? The woman agreed. Tome was holding the milk cart, spinning fast all the way, like a child, no, he was a child. They drink coffee together, and the woman lets the boy touch her hand, telling him that people who love each other like to touch each other. Later, when they went home together, Tomek saw for the first time the home he had seen through the binoculars, the alarm clock, the table, the canvas, and his own home outside the window. Before he could think about it, the woman told him with more cruel facts that there was no love, only sex. Tomek, who was released in the hands of the woman, rushed out, and he couldn't take it all. The love that he had defended desperately and had imagined countless times was definitely not like this. The purity of love was sullied in his heart, and the belief that had supported him collapsed in an instant. He returned home and chose death. If Tomek is desperate for Magda, it is better to say that he is desperate for himself. Completely desperate for his insistence on love. The woman who didn't hear from the boy began to get anxious. She couldn't wait for the boy's phone call at night. The lights upstairs on the opposite side were no longer on, and the milk was also delivered by the old grandmother. The one who was looking forward to it every day, and the one who was restless became a woman. Good round. Finally, Magda, who couldn't stand it any longer, went to the post office to ask about the situation and got the answer that the boy cut his wrists for love. This time, the woman was completely silent. Back then, the woman laughed at the boy, and the boy returned it to her with cold blood. Love exists. said the boy. Magda came to Tomac's house desperately, and the old mother came to open the door, her eyes calm and indifferent. The woman finally saw Tomek sleeping, and the white gauze on his wrist, but her outstretched hand couldn't get close to him, and she saw the telescope the boy used to peep at her. Uncovering it, she saw herself in the boy's eyes - the one who was crying on the table. The night before the boy told her that he loved her for the first time, that was how he cried. Then, she saw what she expected to see, and what Tomek once expected to bring her. The young Tomek came to her side and put his hand on her shoulder softly. She raised her head, from the illusory He raised his head, full of tears, but with a smile. face your own home. Before he could think about it, the woman told him with more cruel facts that there was no love, only sex. Tomek, who was released in the hands of the woman, rushed out, and he couldn't take it all. The love that he had defended desperately and had imagined countless times was definitely not like this. The purity of love was sullied in his heart, and the belief that had supported him collapsed in an instant. He returned home and chose death. If Tomek is desperate for Magda, it is better to say that he is desperate for himself. Completely desperate for his insistence on love. The woman who didn't hear from the boy began to get anxious. She couldn't wait for the boy's phone call at night. The lights upstairs on the opposite side were no longer on, and the milk was also delivered by the old grandmother. The one who was looking forward to it every day, and the one who was restless became a woman. Good round. Finally, Magda, who couldn't stand it any longer, went to the post office to ask about the situation and got the answer that the boy cut his wrists for love. This time, the woman was completely silent. Back then, the woman laughed at the boy, and the boy returned it to her with cold blood. Love exists. said the boy. Magda came to Tomac's house desperately, and the old mother came to open the door, her eyes calm and indifferent. The woman finally saw Tomek sleeping, and the white gauze on his wrist, but her outstretched hand couldn't get close to him, and she saw the telescope the boy used to peep at her. Uncovering it, she saw herself in the boy's eyes - the one who was crying on the table. The night before the boy told her that he loved her for the first time, that was how he cried. Then, she saw what she expected to see, and what Tomek once expected to bring her. The young Tomek came to her side and put his hand on her shoulder softly. She raised her head, from the illusory He raised his head, full of tears, but with a smile. face your own home. Before he could think about it, the woman told him with more cruel facts that there was no love, only sex. Tomek, who was released in the hands of the woman, rushed out, and he couldn't take it all. The love that he had defended desperately and had imagined countless times was definitely not like this. The purity of love was sullied in his heart, and the belief that had supported him collapsed in an instant. He returned home and chose death. If Tomek is desperate for Magda, it is better to say that he is desperate for himself. Completely desperate for his insistence on love. The woman who didn't hear from the boy began to get anxious. She couldn't wait for the boy's phone call at night. The lights upstairs on the opposite side were no longer on, and the milk was also delivered by the old grandmother. The one who was looking forward to it every day, and the one who was restless became a woman. Good round. Finally, Magda, who couldn't stand it any longer, went to the post office to ask about the situation and got the answer that the boy cut his wrists for love. This time, the woman was completely silent. Back then, the woman laughed at the boy, and the boy returned it to her with cold blood. Love exists. said the boy. Magda came to Tomac's house desperately, and the old mother came to open the door, her eyes calm and indifferent. The woman finally saw Tomek sleeping, and the white gauze on his wrist, but her outstretched hand couldn't get close to him, and she saw the telescope the boy used to peep at her. Uncovering it, she saw herself in the boy's eyes - the one who was crying on the table. The night before the boy told her that he loved her for the first time, that was how he cried. Then, she saw what she expected to see, and what Tomek once expected to bring her, the young Tomek came to her side, put his hand on her shoulder gently, she raised her head, from the illusory He raised his head, full of tears, but with a smile. Completely silent. Back then, the woman laughed at the boy, and the boy returned it to her with cold blood. Love exists. said the boy. Magda came to Tomac's house desperately, and the old mother came to open the door, her eyes calm and indifferent. The woman finally saw Tomek sleeping, and the white gauze on his wrist, but her outstretched hand couldn't get close to him, and she saw the telescope the boy used to peep at her. Uncovering it, she saw herself in the boy's eyes - the one who was crying on the table. The night before the boy told her that he loved her for the first time, that was how he cried. Then, she saw what she expected to see, and what Tomek once expected to bring her, the young Tomek came to her side, put his hand on her shoulder gently, she raised her head, from the illusory He raised his head, full of tears, but with a smile. Completely silent. Back then, the woman laughed at the boy, and the boy returned it to her with cold blood. Love exists. said the boy. Magda came to Tomac's house desperately, and the old mother came to open the door, her eyes calm and indifferent. The woman finally saw Tomek sleeping, and the white gauze on his wrist, but her outstretched hand couldn't get close to him, and she saw the telescope the boy used to peep at her. Uncovering it, she saw herself in the boy's eyes - the one who was crying on the table. The night before the boy told her that he loved her for the first time, that was how he cried. Then, she saw what she expected to see, and what Tomek once expected to bring her, the young Tomek came to her side, put his hand on her shoulder gently, she raised her head, from the illusory He raised his head, full of tears, but with a smile.
In this love chase, no one is victorious.
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