Simple Macfarlane, simple heart

Orpha 2022-03-24 09:02:58

The whole film is full of deep human touch and warmth. At the beginning, the picture showed a slightly dilapidated house, with poor conditions and a lot of dust. The children couldn't believe it was a new home. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of story would happen. Gradually, I was also drawn into the plot, just like the coach, and found something different about McFarland: the country house, the barking dogs, the crowing of cocks, the running children, the hospitable people, the companions. The cheerful background music on the video is really beautiful. (I always feel that in every simple village, there is an old man who knows everything.)

There is a clip in which the coach's wife broke down while driving, and the woman dressed in fashion enthusiastically pulled her into the beauty shop. Her husband was also very enthusiastic. Magically helping her fix her car. I started to think that fashion girl is to sell products, but also to make her husband steal the car! Later, I saw her eagerly dressing up the coach's daughter and cheering for the "Cougar". The underworld boss-like person drove the coach's daughter for a ride at the bar mitzvah, and pushed her to block the knife when she was in distress; Gias's mother just started. Seemingly rough, but actually full of maternal love and warmth; the grocery store owner broke the record of never closing his doors for 25 years in order to watch the cougar game. Will all this exist in the city of Morden? Maybe you'll have a good life, a mansion, and a good salary, but you won't have such unforgettable memories in McFarland again!

I think why the film is touching, because now it is difficult for us to have such experiences and memories, and we can only feel it from the film.


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  • Maria Marisol: [reading Jose Cardenas's paper] We fly like blackbirds through the orange groves, floating on a warm wind. When we run, we own the earth. The land is ours. We speak the birds' language. Not immigrant no more. No stupid Mexicans. When we run, our spirits fly. We speak to the gods. When we run, we are the gods.

  • Maria Marisol: Welcome to McFarland, Blanco.