Maybe we are now in an era where we can find scapegoats and insults at will. It is the most dangerous for those who drive to scold electric vehicles for rampage. Electric vehicles scold pedestrians for running around indiscriminately. If you are a pedestrian who really does not know who to scold, then you can at least learn to scold. The government's decisions are not in your favor.
And the other most easily scolded is the weather forecast.
There is a big misunderstanding about forecasting the weather. Science and technology have never been good at predicting the subtle things in reality, because it can always deal with ideal models. But people are too picky about life. If the forecast says there may be snow, then they think it must be snowing. If the forecast says there is rain in some parts, then they think they are the lucky part, and so on. And all of this is not really how amazing you think you are, but just because your life needs to vent, and that innocent person is the easiest to catch by you, and it is not easy to resist. It is ridiculous that people are willing to religiously believe in the more unreliable divination or fortune-telling, or the horoscope that can be seen every day and every week, but are dissatisfied with a weather announcer and meteorological science.
Of course, I always digress, this has nothing to do with the movie. The only thing is that Cage is playing the hapless weather announcer. But this film is not what I thought, maybe it is a story of struggle, maybe it is a light comedy, or it can always give people a little upward breath, just like the most common white-collar stories in Hollywood.
It just tells you lightly that life is like the weather, fickle. And this impermanence, it is not earth-shattering, it is just different from what you think. However, this is not the same, it is so unacceptable to your life.
If it were you, with an annual income of $250,000, a car and a house, your father is a writer who has won the Pulitzer, and you have children and a wife, how do you feel about life? And if that's not enough, then adding your life as a TV worker can make you feel like you're going to be a jerk at any time?
And then add that your dad used to be at the pinnacle of being a media man, and you're a little weather announcer, all your accomplishments are dust in your dad's eyes, and he recently had lymphoma. As for your job, you don't even know meteorology, you just follow the script, you're starting to get tired of it, and people keep throwing things on you, you can't figure it out, why so many people don't like you?
It's not over yet. Your son is handsome and handsome, but he just came out of the drug rehab center, and an uncle in the drug rehab center is used as a "object". Your daughter is not fat, she is tired of life, has started smoking, and even has a tendency to kill animals. As for your wife, ah, "wife", you have separated from you, and another man has moved in, although not married yet, you are always arguing, you even want to be naughty and throw a snowball and accidentally smash her Eye. You are just so out of sync.
Now, do you want this kind of life?
But this is life. It's not a sunny day or a rainy day. Just like the weather, it changes all the time. One of your actions, maybe like the flapping of the butterfly's wings, will turn into a big storm after a while, and anyone can only analyze it like an afterthought. In desperation, you fantasize about some big event that will change your current trajectory. It’s as if you took a test and fantasized about a fire in the office. You were lost in love and fantasized about a serious illness. But life is far from the contrived logic of idol dramas, and life is not a deductive reasoning. Your fantasies will eventually come to nothing, and where should you go?
As a weather man, Cage's daily job is to broadcast the unknown information, knowing the unknown but still swearing to say it, this has to be said to be a kind of torture. And his life is even more so. Everyone says GOOD, but he is more miserable and lonely than anyone else.
The ending of the story didn't satisfy me, but I couldn't have imagined better. Because my life makes me not qualified to summarize. I can only sigh temporarily, life is fickle, and no one can predict it. Although it is extremely likely that the sun will rise as usual tomorrow, can you open your eyes to see it? Do you see joy or sadness or tranquility or indifference? Can you live until the sun goes down? Will your day be good or bad?
Yes, we are afraid of the unknown, so we frantically denounce those who make decisions and those who make predictions.
Dad's words make sense. Life should give up some things, and things worth doing are always not easy. This is more true than many so-called psychological inspirational marketing brainwashing slogans.
Just what to give up, who knows?
So we're all clown weather announcers, not great prophets
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