The ending song seventeen is very suitable for this movie. Joe and his dad alternately edited and compared the scene. After all, he did not escape the home he wanted to escape the most, the home occupied by his dad, and the home where his dad rules.
Even if you are a dozen or so, your future, genes and your father are there.
Kelly climbed up to the attic in the middle of the night, Joe looked at the figure in front of him more and more graceful, grinned happily in the dark, and smiled so happily, it seemed that the smile at the moment when the dream came true. But Kelly was looking for that further ahead, another individual. When Kelly's eyes missed Joe's, the blue eyes that Joe was happy to meet, a trembling gradually grew, accompanied by a cold, colic despair. Behind her, she leaned down and gently awakened Patrick, and then the two individuals walked away with their body temperature. The residual warmth they left gradually dissipated over time. The cold despair should have reached the extreme at this time. The ice in his heart froze his body, and the only eyes he could still move were now only open. For a long, long time, until the lighting engineer raised the orange lamps, let the orange splash on the set, pretended to be warmer, pretended to dispel the stiffness of Joe's body, but Joe still didn't move, no one knew what was under his stiff shell. What happened to the heart, he may have reached the second dimension and spent a long time there, or he may have reached the fourth dimension, just for a moment, in any case, the heart has changed. Then, the figure slowly appeared again, with a layer of golden yellow, still graceful, but as the heart changed, something inexplicable also changed. This inexplicable sudden and unconscious turned into an impulse, which made Joe suddenly close the eyelids that had been open for some time. However, the pupils behind the eyelids are open, and it seems that the light can still be seen through the thin film. In that light, the figure is still there, still so beautiful, but I don't dare to remove the barrier of that layer of film. Joe is still stiff, in front of him, in front of his eyes across his eyelids, what the goddess, that bitch is saying, he doesn't know what to do, let the stiffness be an excuse. Well, she's gone. Immediately, the stiffness disappeared, as if the woman had cast a spell on him, and Joe rolled over, a teenager with red lips and white teeth.
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