This is just another story of a bad face, I think.
Because she is really beautiful, beautiful without knowing it, beautiful and deep, beautiful but casual, beautiful and silent. She gets up and down from the elevator, and the shot starts with a pair of high-heeled shoes, a blue evening dress, a black top, a constricted lip line, and thin and smooth cheeks. She was slender and slender, her fingers wrapped around the goblet, and she handed her a glimpse from afar—why not get drunk together in a prosperous world?
So there is no need to ask any more questions, the viewer will sink in.
The story is very simple. It is about a gangster who falls in love with a beautiful canary woman by accident, and spends her time on it. In the end, the woman resolutely escapes from the golden cage, but everything has inevitably disappeared.
But when it was shot by the French, there is an extra layer of alienation. France is such a sensitive country, good at shooting details, and the darkness behind the details, so many French films are naturally gloomy, and this gloom is matched with love. , is the black dahlia blooming in the thorn bushes on the cliff; with humor, it is the black mockery of the slanted sword. This country has such a talent, but it also has a cool loneliness attached to it. It's there, doesn't cater, doesn't open up, sets up obstacles for those who muster the courage to explore it, with an inexplicable pretentiousness, it keeps people from a thousand miles away, and the praise is not disturbing.
At the same time the French believe in all romance, grace, and silence, so much so that Fred's love for Helena (Adjani) at first sight is so natural that if it weren't for this form, Adjani's cold beauty would be It seems to be a kind of wear and tear, so that after the first meeting, at two o'clock in the morning after a few hours apart, Fred's phone call is only to say "I love you", so that 100,000 francs is not worth it in his eyes. A solo meeting with Helena.
On the other hand, Fred is wild, withdrawn, with a broad forehead, messy hairstyle, desire and destruction in his eyes, and is really not good-looking. But what does it matter? He is young, enthusiastic, has dreams and determination, and the most important thing is persistence. Perhaps, only death can seal him.
Such a fresh and hot life continues to emit light and heat in front of Helena, like a star burning its core, such a hot heart.
And Helena gradually fell in love with him.
Or more so, in the face of a boring spouse, repetitive life, and respected by her status as a woman, what she fell in love with was a possibility, a lack that she had never had, he just came to fill her gaps. temperament. He made her feel the long-lost heart palpitations and rhythms. Facing the charm of youth, she couldn't help her.
That's why there was a turning point, which was so cool and beautiful—she and her husband went to the mayor's family dinner, combed the rebellious "Iluoke" hairstyle, wore graceful black fur, and didn't even smile. During the long and dreary dinner, the mayor's wife raised her eyebrows while she was still chattering and threw a sentence: "Don't say it, I'm not interested in the stupid things you do." Then she stood up gracefully under her husband's scolding. Like a queen looking around at her people, her eyes are both pity and alienation: "Mr. District Chief, your dinner is boring, your family is boring, I'm tired of all of you."
Adjani is born with a kind of Charming, blue eyes, plump and provocative upper lip, cold face, not suitable for laughing, is the style of the sword.
But she would also have to smile slyly, elf-like, when she saw his sullen expression at the loss of his partner.
Yes, she suits all smart sexiness, noble restraint, and just the right edge. This is her talent.
So the ending of the film is so logical and necessary - the fairy tale can only end in one way, the audience's expectations will only stay on the silhouette of the kiss, and no one is interested in exploring the follow-up reality version. She is too clear, and he is too turbid, she is not suitable to be covered by dust, and he does not have the ability to cover dust, this is a paradox, only by activation death can be eliminated.
So when he smiled and lay on the ground and saw her coming against the crowd in panic, with a terrified look on his face, he smiled, and finally only had time to ask the last sentence: "Do you like me?"
Without answering, his improvised childhood dream band sang "god won`t kill people, people kill people" from behind. Only one tear fell on his face, another drop, followed by her lips, like a feather, like a giant, fleeting. But he still smiled contentedly: "I'll call you in a while."
After closing his eyes, there was a pure serene silence. All dreams are in front of us, and it is clear that they will end here.
Faye Wong once had such a song, "Watching the Rye Field", written by Lin Xi, the song sings "Together with you is like a star and a cloud, rising and falling, how to hinder each other, beauty is more than harm. Together with you is like wind and dust, Walk with different things, always be with heaven and earth, even if you can’t love more deeply.”
After all, as stars and clouds, beauty is beautiful, and what better destination is there? It is nothing but the same dust with the wind, with the heaven and the earth.
Because in this world, illusion is always more than eternity.
-6.26
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