When I saw Mr. Rowan appear at the opening ceremony of the London Olympics last year, in my mind he was still the bean who cuddled with the teddy bear. There is a little bit of two priests in it.
In 2007 Cannes 60, I was 20, the favorite gift I received on my birthday that year was the collector's edition (Cannes, 60 ans d'histoires) "One Movie Per Person", which was presented to Cannes by 60 outstanding directors of the moment. Collection of short films. At that time, I was disdainful of Mr. Bean, especially when he kept playing with the teddy bear, which was incompatible with the lofty ideals.
However, opinions are not fingerprints, and the change is only the relief of crying aggrievedly after seeing the funny poster of him and the teddy bear after an unhappy party. Looking at Bean, I found that he actually saw his own mistakes immediately, being truthful, persistent, yearning for beauty, and dying to live. It's like in Lu You's poem: The mountains are heavy and the water is full of doubts and there is no way, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. So I like Bean more and more, and I am willing to stay with him, watching him as if he is a collection of experiences in our lives. I guess most of the people used to be as upright as a bean, holding on to that innocence to the end. No matter if you are a child, youth or old age, you will always be easily seated and walk into your own world.
When I suddenly realized, it has been 5 years since Mr. Rowan's film "Mr. Bean's Golden Week". Like a broken love, even if you are reluctant to part with love, there is only one sigh left. Looking back, it is indisputable that Mr. Bean has created a style of comedy that belongs only to him, beyond words, wrinkled but full of childishness, and cold humor. Even, time will not erase him.
The sun is still bright, I dare not say that the memory is eternal, but I am grateful for the journey accompanied by Mr. Bean.
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