"The Delicate Warmth of Ordinary Life, Printed on Time Paper" I watched "Mumbai Diary" at home. This is a movie that is very similar to a Japanese literary film, suitable for one person to watch. The title of "Mumbai Diary" makes people think, what content will be used to present a diary about a city? Use the thickness of history to show the great changes of the city from the past to the present? Or showcasing all kinds of landmarks dressed up with powerful lenses to attract people's attention? The movie doesn't tell the city from a macro-system perspective, it's nuanced. It's like taking a short clip from Mumbai's timeline, showing the ordinary lives, accidental intersections and various small fragments of four different classes of people in this short time. Unlike other films, it tells a story that has a beginning, development, climax, and ending in a perfect way. In fact, when the movie ended, I didn't feel the ending either. This makes me feel very real. Real life is not like this. We are all time travelers. Many people in our life meet for no reason, and we are strangers without warning. Many things in life are It happens naturally, there is no then. The picture of the movie is beautiful, and the lens also leaves a place for the clutter of the street, with a real purity. I think the movie moved me the most, and the most worth mentioning is the emotions of ordinary people and the sparkle of humanity in the atmosphere of fireworks. Mona belongs to the bottom of society and comes to Mumbai just to eat. His job is a riverside laundryman, but through many pictures and details, it can be seen that he also does other indecent jobs, and even sells his body. Such a person at the bottom who is rushing for survival, with the increase of understanding, he will find his kindness and loveliness. He is handsome and wants to be an actor. He exercises every day in the small and dilapidated shack, and poses shyly in front of the mirror, which makes people laugh and move at the same time. When he heard others compliment his appearance, he bowed his head shyly, and the corners of his curved mouth overflowed with inner joy. The wealthy Shayi has no sense of hierarchy and regards Mona as a friend. Mona began to appear restrained in front of Shayi, and many details afterward showed that he likes Shayi. The huge gap is doomed that Mona doesn't have the courage to show her love. When watching a movie, the hand that quietly approached her never dared to touch her. When she was asleep, she secretly approached her with her face and finally stopped at a distance without touching... Ann Run is a painter who is not sociable and a little introverted , after the move, the videotape left by the previous female tenant Yasmin was found. She recorded it for her brother, and committed suicide because of marital pain before sending it. An Run became the only audience, and her story was opened. Different people from different classes have different understandings of Mumbai. For Shay, Mumbai is just a temporary stop where she wants to experience life from a different angle. For Mona, Mumbai embraced his existence. For Anrun, Mumbai is the source of his creative inspiration. For Yasmin, Mumbai has seen her heartbreak filled with anticipation and ultimately hopelessness. The endless crowds on the streets, the different lives in the small windows on the floors, the drunkards lying beside the railway tracks, the various workers working hard for survival, the flood of emotions in the rainy night, etc., can all glimpse Mumbai. Those who seem to be boring and the unchanging life, the true temperament and beauty of the details are moving.
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