I really liked this film so much, and I liked the loneliness and nostalgia of the protagonist just like I watched "Drunk Town Ballad". Crying to the death.
So I have to write something, I don't know how to speak in a mess. Let's start with something I know.
Ireland's Guliang has always given me the impression of being strong, silent, and forbearing, with a dream and hometown in her not petite body. I was so frightened that I was deeply impressed that in the 2011 Irish movie "Island", an Irish girl landed alone on a Scottish island just to kill her biological mother who abandoned her. In short, the people of this island country have neither distinct personality nor outstanding appearance, but there is a gentle and powerful force in their bones.
"Brooklyn" tells the story of another Irish girl.
In the 1950s, during the "golden period" of American economic development, countless young people from all over the world came to America's big cities such as New York to make a living. Under such a tide, Ellis left her hometown and went to New York alone.
On the boat, an experienced woman thoughtfully taught her the "rules of survival on board", and she was confused and ignorant, and she noticed the bad intentions of the future from this trip with vomiting and fever.
In New York, she has a low-paying but stable job, a host family who is keen to gossip, and despite the unsatisfactory life, she silently copes with all the criticism with Irish gentleness and forbearance. Nostalgia is a kind of poison, which makes her smile and greet the guests while crying. The loneliness of the unidentified person is like a dagger against the back of her spine, forcing her to move forward day after day.
Finally, she met him, like a lone bird meeting a tree in the desert. Italian-born plumber Tony Fiorello became her only reliance in the city, and two middle-class youths supported and warmed each other amid the drastic changes in social indifference.
A turning point has come, and the sweet and peaceful life is broken by the news of the death of her sister Rose. "It's too sudden. She got sick a long time ago, she knows it herself, but she doesn't want to tell others." - Another more cruel Irish style of fortitude and forbearance. After letting go of her family, she reflected over and over again, "Why in the world am I here?" Before that, her family had always been the driving force behind her life. Now, in order to give her a future, they gritted their teeth and gave up the life of each other. In addition to her grief, she had to return to her hometown to attend the funeral of her relatives. Tony was very worried about this. "Hometown, after all, is hometown." In order to reassure him, she hurriedly married him and set off on the return journey.
The friends in her hometown enthusiastically pulled her to ask questions, and invited her to attend an upcoming wedding, for which she had to postpone her trip back to New York. In order to keep her daughter permanently, a mother who has lost a child finds her a local job and tries her best to match her with Jim Farrell, a kind and down-to-earth typical Irish boy.
The quiet life in a small town and the busyness of the big city, after all, she chose to cope with loneliness and silence. In the end, she still returned to New York alone. There is her tree there.
Returning to the ship in New York, she taught "survival and development on board" to a girl who was just as confused and confused as she was at the time. Before she knew it, what the city had brought her had profoundly changed her.
She and Tony eventually have their own house on the outskirts of the city. The days are smooth and peaceful like flowing water.
But where is home?
It doesn't seem to matter. When she is old, sitting in the old creaking rocking chair in front of the winter fire, holding a cup of hot cocoa, she will always think of those lonely days. precious lonely days.
Schopenhauer said that people are either lonely or vulgar.
Who hasn't had such a period of time, chooses silence, chooses to endure, chooses to grow in polishing, and forces himself forward with utter loneliness.
February 8, 2016 at noon
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