The accumulation of emotions in the film was bombarded by the thunderstorm at the end of the film, rolling in and lingering.
The husband told his wife not to do stupid things and get off the stage. What prompted him to make a choice was not warmth or conscience, but rather a compromise, a compromise with himself. The night before, he saw his wife look down the stage, he was hiding in the dark, he was holding his breath, waiting for the judgment of Allah, his wife's sobbing cry brought him back to reality, in that place. In an instant, he wanted to be a bystander in this trial, convicted or innocent, and he would not put more weight on his own balance to measure his feelings.
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