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eternity and day
Coby 2022-03-24 09:03:26
Before watching it, I wondered how it could explain such a complex subject in a story. After reading it, I had to admit its success. The success is not in the story itself, but in its use of a way of expression that fits the theme - the combination of a one-way life and a multi-dimensional stage: a line of multi-faceted jumping interspersed, even if there is no specially designed sci-fi skills, it is still magical The ground guides the audience with a realistic pulse of warmth to show the fragments of the process of time. In the meantime, the exaggerated effect of the stage expression, in contrast with the current natural and restrained narrative, directly highlights the formalization of history. Seeing this, we seem to be able to find great comfort, and suddenly, what runs through eternity is not the images and shadows that have passed away that reside in time and space, but just a collection of feelings, which is tantamount to life and death, it is soaked in the future and the present. , In the past, sometimes, it was recited in poetry... Those who are still alive, it is in the voice of this chant, rekindled joy, and peacefully walked to the end of the day...
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Leonard 2022-03-27 09:01:19
"Time is a child, playing with sandbags at the beach"...I watched this film in a bad state and apologized
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Korey 2022-03-28 09:01:11
What is a tomorrow? - Eternity and A Day. The abstraction and the figurative, inevitably intertwined with chance, instantly ring out eternity. The seemingly profound and eternal and the small and random all happened on the last day of the poet's life. He stopped at the traffic light of his life, the day that will forever remain in his mind—the sea and the loneliness of his lover and his identity as a bystander. Why must we perish? Why be tormented between pain and desire?
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Alexandre: Why, mother, nothing happens as we wish? Why? Why does one have to rot in silence torn between pain and desire? Why did I live my life in exile. Tell me mother, why can't one learn to love?
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Alexandre: My only regret, Anna - but is it only one? - is to not have finished anything. I left all as a draft, shattered words here and there.