The whole movie is like the complaints of middle-aged lost men, all kinds of rambles. Many things and realities are touched, but the director obviously lacks both the ability and the courage to face them head-on, just passing by, focusing on absurd, gloomy emotional expressions and vague, convoluted philosophies of life.
I think the common problem of most literary films is that they place too many expectations on the camera, actors, music or shooting techniques. From a certain point of view, these kinds of movies are all emotional venting. After watching the movie, the audience may feel chest tightness, or cry, or feel like shit, just like being drunk. Some people say that they want to die and forget their troubles, while others Vomiting and diarrhea, uncomfortable until death.
This kind of deep stuff often means that you don’t know what you’re talking about. A movie that only lasts for a few tens of minutes often brings a long and cumbersome analysis of various opinions. It's just the crowd singing.
Fortunately, this movie is still a bit dry. The story between the protagonist and the street girl and the fat girl is relatively solid, and it can be regarded as the skeleton of the movie. And I think this topic is also very interesting, that is, should we save others?
Salvation here is not about saving people from fire and water, at a critical juncture where their lives are at stake, but about bringing people into a brand new life and giving people a brand new life. This may be the highest state of being a teacher, the greatest enjoyment. But as the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world, and even such a thing has shadows at its feet.
The danger may be that you yourself may become the pillar and center of that person's new life, not like Santa Claus shoving presents in his sock and getting away. The street girl regards the male protagonist as the whole of her life, while the fat girl regards him as the only partner she can talk about. But the male protagonist is obviously not ready to spend the rest of his life with a street girl, nor is he willing to maintain a close teacher-student relationship with a female student that is easily misunderstood.
The new life collapsed, the street girl cried in grief, and the fat girl was reluctant to express her heart. Although the death of the fat girl finally drove the male protagonist and the girl standing on the street to embrace the sunset (emotional changes are vague, I think so), but the setting sun is like blood, who can say whether it will become the male protagonist's stepmother? New life shadow of life.
Detachment - a man who just wants to be a substitute teacher, a man who is capable but careful to save, who wants to show people a new life, but not a new life for others, the teacher should give students the ability to pursue a better life, and Not that itself. Maybe it would be better if the movie could just tell the story around that.
Lastly, don't just save others when you're not ready.
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