Friday, January 7th, 2011 Yin
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first the conjecture about the ending - finally they met at the Family Mart, all the occasional people she deserves to remember and cherish. According to the close-up of the madman doctor meeting with the purse and cola in his hand when she first entered the store, and the weird smile of the master carpenter dressed as a cleaner, it can be guessed that this should be the dream she mentioned before-"This smell, uncle ,bus,...dream, dream, don't remember...", or something else that wasn't real anyway, and those people were just fragments of memories.
This can also explain the behavior of the previous people - people's memory is selective, and the combination of impressive impressions in different places will be changed into dreams or vague memories in adulthood. Have to admire their delicate characterization - the heroine's amnesia is not selective.
There is also a reason
At this moment, I actually think how good it would be if she could not wake up in the dream, she will have the beauty that belongs to them forever! But it doesn't seem to be important anymore, because he said in the car: "I love you", which is more important than anything else, even if it's just a dream, it means she already knows that he loves her so much, loves her unswervingly , so deeply in love.
So beautiful, what more do we need to say? Always remember her words: "I don't need to remember you, because you are already a part of me..." The car drives into the distance, which is also their paradise.
When I first saw the title of the movie, I knew that it should be a typical Korean-style plot, and the protagonist was terminally ill. But when she said, "I have an eraser in my head", it was so beautiful and desolate, and she couldn't help but wet her eyes. Unlike other terminal illnesses, indiscriminate amnesia feels elevated to a level of god.
A voice resounded in his ears - "Without memory, can you still love?". I don't know how to answer this question. If it were Plato, he might have said: "Of course, as long as we have reason, we can accept the gift of God and love..." Even that did not relieve me. , Socrates would argue truthfully: "What kind of love would you choose - a long-term love or a love you once had? You can only choose one, or neither. If you choose long-term love, then you can, if you choose Once had so sorry, you will no longer have..." It's just that everything is once, so what's left. There may be no answer to this question. Everyone has a different opinion, but what Zheng Yucheng and Son Yejin are very good to us is what love is, even if they lose their memory, they can love each other! Suddenly I felt that an actor is really a great profession
. When it comes to professions, the male protagonist is an architect, who used to be a construction worker (carpenter). A lot of the portrayal of their home in the movie is very impressive, for example: models, plates, tools - because I also studied architecture, hehe. And many of the scenes are also very touching. The small bed in the room, the bed sprinkled with light and shadow, and the warm kitchen make me yearn for that kind of home and build it myself. Just like the love we have now, we built it with our own hands, and then we should cherish this rare love together.
Finally, I will digress a bit. As the plot develops, this idea also pops up in my mind-now the habit of writing a diary is really good. When opening all the thick diaries before, there is always a sense of tranquility, a kind of Cozy, a feeling of home. Although there are many reasons for keeping a diary - first, I wanted to practice writing, then I was forgetful, and my teacher's recommendation. At least I have persevered. When I know that I have such a habit, I am very pleasantly surprised and say that it is a good habit... But why is no one able to keep the value, and even reluctant to start. Is it so hard to spend half an hour every day thinking and thinking about something? No matter what happens in the future, I will still keep writing a diary and find inner peace every day...
What really belongs to me is not something that can be erased by an eraser.
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