The film is over. Three hours later, I looked at the clock more than once in the middle of watching it, because I was afraid that it would pass quickly. Finally, the male protagonist stared at the back of the female protagonist, getting further and further away, disappearing. In the woods, the music was playing. I listened to the music and flipped through the movie reviews, but I suddenly burst into tears. After the music ended, I went back and listened again, again and again. . . It's hard to tell which part of the film touched me, love or regret. Maybe in the end, the hero didn't run out of the woods to look at the heroine's back. My heart may not be touched so easily, but often the most The painful thing is this, time and love, the two most eternal things, love has sprung up, but it is buried in the bottom of my heart
as time passes by In front of even some crazy love, she didn't show enough (I mean Julia Ormond, some of the performances in it didn't feel so moving), the hero Tolstoy, yes he made people from the first appearance. Very fond of him, his youth, his love, and his talent finally took away the years. Facing the vicissitudes of life, he took a cigarette, and he could no longer be as frivolous as he was when he was young.
After reading it, I suddenly feel very painful, even more painful than when I watched it, because I know that all this has been settled, but my heart still hurts
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