family
It's more like a family documentary with a timeline than a movie.
Starting from 1988.
Clever editing, behind the careful arrangement.
When the slideshow of the opening credits is played back 2 hours later, the style of painting has changed from cheerful to sad.
Every character is exceptionally alive.
Every age, every different stage of life, the changes of parents, children and even their peers are clear and natural.
Thanks to the art, costume styling, photographer.
(Look at those children's rooms.)
Child rebellion, frigidity between husband and wife, people and pets, siblings, life and death.
Anyone who sees a place will have a tacit understanding and smile.
For these people who come and go, the important thing is not that they leave in the end, but that they were with them.
And the family...
is the son who blamed his father, and finally found silence in the photo in his wallet.
It's the mom who peeks into her rebellious daughter's diary and finds that the child she never really knew went through those big moments alone that needed company.
It was the husband who found out that his wife might be having an affair. He silently hid the phone number of a strange man and gave his wife a deep kiss.
They are the most precious treasure.
Too often, they are also the people we have the least patience to interpret.
In contrast to the "education" we receive in society, the boss's values are almost always result-oriented.
How many times have we missed family dinners because of this? How many moments of introspection have been given up? Running out of the house?
Hurrying to the front, to a friend's party, to a higher place in the workplace.
I found more and more wrinkles on my face, I found that the passion between me and my lover was like stagnant water, and I found that my children were leaving home one after another.
Is this the life I want to live?
Dad's departure was taken in a very subtle way.
Like the kind of understatement so often used in this movie. You can feel it carefully.
The whole house became deserted. Taxi is also covered with car cloth.
Mom sat on the little Taxi left by Dad, sniffing the loneliness of the airbag.
The most terrifying thing about death is not who it will take away, but how should we adapt to the rest after it takes away the people we love?
It is true that survival and matter are the bottom of the pyramid.
If not, the Duval family that I have seen may be telling more stories of poor and humble couples griefing each other, and the poor generation for the poor for three generations.
This is beautified by the movie, except for the emotion itself, what we need to pay attention to in real life.
There is no "fast-forward point" throughout.
It's worth watching again, a movie that you can watch with your family and children in a few years.
PS,
only when the second son called the girl he met 6 or 7 years ago, he rewinded several times to listen to the phone number. (Haha)
It was handled well without contact, and it didn’t depend on Miracle Bo’s praise.
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