I have watched this movie many times in my life. I watched it at home alone, took my friends to the cinema, and watched it with my mobile phone in a noisy Japanese restaurant when I was bored. In fact, the life is not long, but I feel tired of people early on. Looking at such so-called "end of the road" works, I will recognize the sincere pessimism of the creator in the bottom of my heart. To be tired to the extreme is to be completely indifferent and invulnerable to all kinds of poisons. It's a pity that the two men in the movie are still full of paranoid nostalgia for the mottled world. If there is nostalgia, there will be hurt. Love and injury are always one and two sides. If you expose your own gaps, it is inevitable to be destroyed.
Our cowboy protagonist travels to New York to escape the inhuman encounters in his native environment, thinking that he can break with the past completely, thinking that what is not there can be achieved through hard work. He built the foundation of his life on a piece of quicksand, and watched helplessly as what he had was gradually lost, and what he did not have was still missing. It’s not that he didn’t work hard, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, it was just a glimpse of light without a foundation, and it was fleeting, leaving only the fragmented and painful fragments in the memory.
He has truly loved, infatuated with love, had dreams, and worked hard for his dreams. A glass door separates two worlds, and the two confused and desolate men looked at the gold masters who would come out for charity at some point in the door, and felt that the outcome of their life was just a random choice between their second thoughts. But even if you understand it, you can't change it. Those invisible vortexes in life have not realized that they have been involved, and when they suddenly wake up, they can't find a way back. If I were him, I would absolutely love him completely. If you were not benevolent, I would be unjust. Anyway, it would be death. Why wait until the soul's energy is completely swallowed up by those hypocritical and sinister interpersonal relationships, and you no longer have the power to fight back.
Thinking of an old acquaintance, I always use outdated kindness on malicious people. I kept reminding her at that time: "It's extremely dangerous for you to be too kind to the wicked. Do you really think they will share the exception of kindness with you? What is a wicked person, that is, you are weaker than him and he will torture you, If you are stronger than him, he will kill you.” Unfortunately, she stubbornly believed in the power of compassion, and she said to me cutely, “I won’t be angry if you do anything to me, and I also need to be tolerant of other people. Okay. Like you, you have to pay an eye for an eye for everything, so wouldn't that be a revenge everywhere?" As a result, I have to go to a drug rehab center to see her, and I can't bear to look at her once beautiful person who is now being poisoned. She doesn't look like a ghost or a ghost. She still believes that she can influence beasts by herself after being killed. I am no longer in the mood of hating iron and steel. Every time I see her, I have to face the powerlessness in my heart. I am afraid to see her again.
Many years ago, I was a person who believed that reasonable control could solve all problems. I realized that as long as I was rational, cold-blooded and ruthless, I could always protect the people around me. But until the victims in my life disappeared in front of me one by one, I couldn't catch them in the end, who thought that man could conquer the sky. Perhaps most of the disasters can only be crossed by the parties themselves. I want to intervene to help, but the more I help, the more busy I am. The root of all suffering in life is inseparable from the complex growth process of the person involved. Forced change can only hurt the bones and completely destroy a person. But can companionship really solve the problem? In this movie, only the friendship between two men is real. To accompany them to the end is to die together. After all, there is still nothing, but it is just a little more emotional comfort.
There is a gap in everyone's heart, and it grows there firmly. Even if you travel to the ends of the earth, that gap will be with you for a lifetime. So life is a process of constantly filling the gaps in the heart with various excuses and methods. Fortunately, my gap has been filled with guilt, and these guilts have been enough for me to reflect on my life.
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