I've never liked watching death-themed movies. Black depression, fear and helplessness. Death is something that no one can escape, but everyone is running away from. The mortal world is too beautiful. Since childhood, I have had a natural fear of death, a world without myself, and a self who cannot feel the world. As long as you live one day, you will deceive yourself as if you are living on this eternal peak that will never die. Death has always been a topic I shy away from. The period of waiting for death is the ultimate fear. Knowing that the icy darkness is coming, there is not only the powerlessness to grasp the time, the nostalgia for everything in the world, but also the regret for the unfinished things, I really want to give a switch to a time machine. Therefore, I once thought that the most fortunate way to die is both violent death.
It just so happens that this movie hits these two deadly holes, but it touches the heart in a shocking way. Because of the title of Best Foreign Language Film, I was patient and forced not to fast-forward at the beginning of the film. The camera seems to simply record the real life, no more or less, neither fast nor slow, what the rhythm of life is, and it is recorded without modification. The old man opened and closed the door, and moved step by step in the semi-dark corridor; fed water, read the newspaper, and carried his wife from the wheelchair to the seat. Everything progressed in line with reality, as if it was just a collage of clips and clips of life. Looking at it, I began to immerse myself in this reality, as if I was integrated into the slow-paced life of the elderly, and I began to feel and appreciate it. As a bystander, I watched the changes in their expressions, looked at the oil painting that the camera stayed on the wall for a long time, and patiently waited for the letter that was written stroke by stroke. In the slow life, the dust settles, everything is clear and clear, quiet and unadorned. That is a lifetime of precipitation. It's like an old lady looking at old photos and sighing: "It's beautiful, life. It's been such a long time, it's a long life." Although the old man is about to die, but sometimes looking at an old man, he feels that aging is a kind of happiness, then It means that I have passed so many years safely, and I don't know if I can go so long.
The hero is short of breath, the beauty is twilight, the prosperity is gone, the youth is gone, all the goodness no longer exists, only the memory is floating in the air like a gossamer, which is a cruel contrast. Looking at the old face, it seems that I can smell the breath of death and decay, and I can vaguely see the appearance of youth. The glowing smooth skin has faded and wrinkled, the light pace has become slow, and things that have never cared before have become so difficult. One day, I will not even have the strength to stand up, nor the strength to speak, only the cloudy eyes will silently sigh that they are unable to do their best, sighing that time is running out. The old gentleman looked at such a wife, who used to have a dignified temperament, but now his soul can only succumb to this increasingly depressed body, procrastinating until he is unconscious and will only cry out in pain. Love does not give up, and love also respects your choices.
This movie had to make me mention another Korean movie "I Love You". The same topic, the love of old age, the discussion of life and death. This one is heavy and slow, touching the nerves of the audience; that one is much brighter, reading the philosophy of love and death in laughter and tears. Both are excellent works. This world is the world of the strong. When people get old, although their bodies have not left this world, they seem to have long since faded out of this society. Therefore, it is very gratifying to see that there have been rare works on the theme of the elderly in the mass media recently. .
In the recent days of recuperation, it seems that I have been living the life of an elderly person ahead of schedule. I am bedridden all day long, even if I get out of bed and walk slowly, I feel like I need to rest after sitting for a while, and I will lie down if I feel tired after reading a book for a long time. Thinking about it this way, it seems like this life has gone through a cycle of reincarnation. When I think of the day when I am really old, if I am fortunate enough to live to be old, I will walk slowly, live slowly, look at the old photos and small things, immerse myself in the memories, and then slowly fall asleep. A beautiful ending: to live happily until the end of life.
So, when you are still in your heart, do the things you can't do when you are old, run, dance, scream, laugh, every day is a yesterday that will never go back.
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