Until recently, I saw a photo, a macro shot of a bird standing on a branch and singing, and the photographer named the photo: Sing for me. At first, I thought that in addition to the good shot, the title of the photo was also very good, Sing was just caught by coincidence, but you took the opportunity to say (order) Sing for me, the wisdom and domineering of human beings. Of course, I also vaguely feel that the title is familiar. Until the day before yesterday, when I was walking on the Waterloo Bridge, my mind began to open up again, and I suddenly realized that it should be the Phantom!
I went back and searched, and sure enough, the phantom in the theme song shouted Sing sing for me. The angry voice of the order was hoarse.
At the beginning, the girl told the phantom that he appeared in her dream, and the phantom was indeed there, in her mind. Teenage girls are troubled by pain.
And then the Phantom came along, self-assured, Sing once again with me... I got more and more control over you, and I was in your heart.
The girl sings and everyone who has seen his true face is discouraged, and I am your mask. Girls are indecisive.
Sing for me, my angel of beauty. Sing sing for me. The phantom of the opera is there, inside your mind.
Sing sing for me
Interspersed with the duet, the girl became more and more reluctant to sing, she just shouted ahhhh. The phantom was angry and the phantom was hoarse, and the girl responded ah ah ah ah ah. It's just that the response became stronger and stronger as it went on, as if to say, I don't sing.
I feel like this is the epitome of the girl's turning point on Phantom. It is also a full manifestation of the Phantom's exclusive desire. He didn't love her, he just loved that she could sing, the way he liked. How could he love her? He just regarded her as her dream lover and her doll. Remember the scene in the basement where the Phantom has a bridal sculpture based on a girl?
The girl is not a doll, how can she accept such love. The girl is not a Virgin, how could she soothe the deep wounds in Phantom's heart, and she could not bear such deep love and possessiveness.
A girl is still a girl after all, what she needs is healthy and pure love, like a viscount, giving him love on the rooftop, accepting sunshine and rain, not a dark basement, suppressing her own soul, and even tying roses with black silk. Here's a word, the screenwriter is really clever, the scene setting can suggest something.
I just found out that it wasn't just looking at the face, the Phantom lost in his heart.
When he sings Sing for me over and over again, he loses.
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