To say that the thing that impressed me deeply about this movie, after watching it for two or three days, I will still think of it, but if it involves love, love, this kind of relationship, whether it is a man or a woman, or a man, a woman, it will be the same. There is so much exclusivity. If you are in it, casual and indulgent, in the end, it is just a war of hurting others and hurting yourself. Yves said to pierre: "I like him, but I know that you will accompany me down the road." The sadness at the time, and the complexity of crying on pierre's shoulder in the curtain call show, who achieved who between them, Who loves who, who depends on who, who can't stand who, seems to be no longer the focus, and all the pain seems to vanish. But I couldn't take it easy as the spectators, because those hurts had deeply left in their bodies and spirits. Those who seem to have disappeared, just like all of us, cannot be recovered with the great wheel of time, and can only go down with something similar to "destiny".
In small films like France, the emotions of the characters are always shot with great fluctuations, as if the nation's nature loves hypocrisy. Just as there is always some violence in American blockbusters, there is always some "sensuality" in French traditional films. It doesn't matter whether it is good or bad, only the spectators accept it or not. Just like the "poor" I ordered, it's not the fault of the actors. On the contrary, the actors were chosen very well, and several of them are my favorite faces. It's not that the story is bad either, celebrity gossip is always a little exciting. It's just the way and the type of story told, not mine.
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