I don't know if every laughter in the theater is filled with tears, and whether every cry is heart-wrenching. Anyway, I'm on fire.
At first, I was still picking out the plot errors and the bloody plot of this film. For example, he ran to Germany from the UK without money. For example, he slept in the wine cellar of the proprietress of the bar. The proprietress just took him in. When I saw this, I couldn’t help but scolded in my heart. Is there such a love, shelter and ideals everywhere in the world? The young lady boss? Then continue the bloody shit, such as being hospitalized with little money, is this possible in China? All this may be beyond the imagination of many young people in China.
Then the episode continued as expected, quarreling with Piri, and competing alone... This seems to be a classic episode of an inspirational movie. Until he jumped 61 meters in practice.
I cried
,
cried,
laughed and cried
...
As a person who started practicing at the age of 6, I stopped exercising later. I was always afraid of losing in the middle. I was afraid that I would not be able to take the first place. It's not that I'm afraid of not getting honors, but I'm afraid that I will be laughed at if I don't get the first place. This feeling has been with me all the time. Until now, I'm still afraid of failing the exam, afraid to try, and afraid that others will know. Participating in something and not getting good grades...I hate that feeling. Just like I love sports, what I love is the pleasure of exercising, I am obsessed with the pleasure of sweating, not caring about grades, but it seems that since childhood, those teachers instilled in children a kind of shameful bad grades feel. For example, if you don't get a good grade in a competition, the teacher will be indifferent to you. Children will always try their best to win the first place in order to get the teacher's smile, but are these children happy?
Are we happy? ?
Until I watched Eddie! ! Seeing him cheering for making his own progress, just cheering for getting better results than he was before, without caring about any imagined fears! !
No one cares about his bad grades, no one cares about him being the last one, just because he surpassed himself! !
Yes, the happiest thing about sports is that a little progress makes people feel that they have broken through themselves! ! That satisfaction! ! The kind of happiness that surpasses oneself! ! What kind of competition level, competition style, go to hell, our physical exercise is to carry forward the instinct of human sports, to experience the pleasure of the ability of sports that has been left to us in evolution! ! Any competition, any first place, go to hell! !
All I want is to surpass myself! !
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