The neurotic image of Aunt May was a stroke of genius when she appeared on the scene. I think like Aunt May and Emma Thompson, when they were old enough, I liked every character they played, even if they were annoying, so I just did it. Such a stubborn and mean old woman.
This is a film full of sincerity. Our love for our children is uneven. We also know that our parents’ love for us is uneven. Our love for our parents is full of struggle and hatred. We are just a bunch of cowardly and self-deceiving vulnerable humans, we are dependent on alcohol, we are dependent on drugs, we are separated, we avoid, we don't think about the bad things that challenge our lives, we ignore the storm that is at hand, We wait for it to rush to the surface of life to solve it, although at this time we know that we can only bear the consequences of it, we dare not ask, dare not quarrel with others, dare not express our dissatisfaction, and dare not express ourselves The anger, we threw away the earphones and the mobile phone after we finished talking to others, we hated why we had to endure these, why we couldn’t do it well, why we were always powerless, we were working hard in the limited part we could control. Proving our own power, we order others to prove our existence and authority, we shout out to express our authority or get out of control, we may be like Aunt May, tired of all the red tape at the dinner after the funeral, and just want to destroy it all.
We are the origin of all our misfortunes. We are the origin of our own old age. We are the origin of our own cowardice.
The big-mouthed beauty is not only a child in front of Aunt Mei, but also loses in her acting skills. She always looks taut, like a female cat with her back hunched and ready to fight, but Aunt May has everything at her fingertips. Why can't she get an Oscar.
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