The girl Angie lives in her own fantasy world, indulging in a completely fictional love that cannot be extricated. The story revolves around such a fictional love, and it is presented from different perspectives, with twists and turns, which is really interesting. Under the tactful and jumping music, it composes a long sadness.
However, I don't know what to do with this kind of fantasy love.
Admiring the pure, believer-like love that the narcissists put into the beautiful "fantasy", in An Qi's world, she must be happy. Just like in "The Binding of Love", when Meng Bao learned that she had "compulsive bondage syndrome", the wind blew the corners of her skirt, she turned around and embraced her husband, and said happily: "This is love. Ah."
This kind of desperate, as long as he sees that person, his eyes overflow with pure love that is infinite joy and happiness, how pious and beautiful. Audrey Tatu is especially able to act out this kind of quirky energy. In the world of love, there needs to be such an unconstrained style. Sometimes, knowing that you and I are both talking about the fantasy, but still indulge in this sweet and unrealistic. That's because we need such a spiritual world to stretch our soul and avoid the complexity of reality. Love is indeed an illusion, from subconsciously beautifying each other, that is, the so-called "Xishi in the eyes of the beholder", to those tired and well-known love words. Although it is a fantasy, it strengthens the lover's sensory experience.
But love is more than fancy.
From love to infatuation, from love to hate, the funny thing is, it can't be called "love" in the strict sense, how can love be just wishful thinking? Without equal communication between the two parties, it is not a relationship.
It is easy for people to fall into a paranoid situation in a one-sided illusion. All Angie's behavior out of fanatical love deeply troubled Louis, hurt a man, a family, and even took a person's life out of the protection of the "lover" who is almost motherly love regardless of right or wrong. This kind of paranoid enthusiasm, just one-way love, is dangerous.
Love is about understanding and support. It requires courage to resist all the details of reality. How can it be sustained only by fantasies?
The film does not tell us whether it is right or wrong to indulge in illusory love, but leaves behind the portrait of Louis made of An Qi's pills and capsules, and the back of her leaving with ease to bid us farewell. I envy Angie, who is always rich and happy in her own world, but I also feel sorry for the Louis family and what happened to the female patient. They told me that love is an illusion and a responsibility, a grace that doesn't bother others.
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