Time does not exist in the universe, it is just the scale and mark that we invented to record the movement of matter. The nature of this mark determines that it has served mankind from the very beginning. In Wang Director's other film "The True Story of Ah Fei", Ah Fei said this to Su Lizhen at the beginning: You were with me for a minute before 3 pm on April 16, 1960 because of you and I will remember That minute from now on we're friends for a minute that's a fact you can't change it 'cause it's over
Isolate a flow of time and try to repeat it, even for a minute, the repetition of time presents a memory as we understand it, with which we can be conscious of the passage of time, of the past and the future, thereby creating time line. Regardless of whether the time line is in the past, present or future, the movie has to tell a story. This story happened in Hong Kong in 1962. A story of "In the Mood for Love" is in the past, and for Zhou Muyun and Su Lizhen, "In the Mood for Love" is happening. Time has come to the ongoing Hong Kong in 1962. One day, Zhou and Su became neighbors, and as neighbors passed by and smiled again and again, they did not expect that their life would have a period of good and bad coexistence. The ambiguity, it all has to do with the neighbors. It was an embarrassing relationship. She kept her head down ashamed to give him a chance to approach. He didn't have the courage to approach, so she turned around and left. After the move was settled, everything was peaceful, and in the ditty from "In the Mood for Love," no one realizes that time is passing until the wall clock at her workplace ticks every second. As a medium for recording time, this film completely presents the ongoing time without reservation, using a wall clock, and the appearance of the clock represents mechanical time. During this time, her husband was constantly on business trips and looked young and promising; his wife often came back late and seemed to be busy at the hotel. She always wears a delicate cheongsam alone to buy a face of a person's weight. He always leans against the corner and smokes his cigarette against loneliness. There are no tricks in life, except for her cheongsam. (In addition to recording the mechanical, ongoing time with a wall clock, there is also a human conscious time. Simply put, it is to connect human consciousness with things. When you see this thing, you will remember the past, suggesting the flow of time. This Things full of magic include the ever-changing cheongsam, the hole in the wall of Angkor Wat) Finally, on the thunderstorm night, at the door of the house, the two asked about the current situation; finally, the two discovered the abnormality of their respective lives in the exchange. So they restored the ambiguity between her husband and his wife bit by bit. She couldn't believe it all. He said, "I know, it doesn't matter who speaks first." We can't Change what has happened. They apply the fantasy plot to themselves, trying to figure out why her husband and his wife come together, but sometimes the fixed plot is like an interpretation, people are not in the heart; when they have their own understanding, go out If you are bound, you will be in your heart, just like that pot of sesame paste, no one thought that one day he would get sick and want to eat sesame seeds Ma paste, no one thought that she would happen to cook a pot of sesame paste. She lamented the difficulty of marriage. He said, "Actually, I'm the same as you. It's just that I don't think about it. It's not my fault. Why do I keep asking myself what I've done wrong? Why waste my time? He regained his dream and wrote martial arts novels. She began to help him. The two wrote together and ate glutinous rice chicken together. In 2046, they were tired of being together when they were free. Although he said that there was nothing between them, some things unknowingly just happened. However, her values are strict, and when she felt that her feelings were spreading, she backed away. She no longer walked into 2046, and no longer stepped forward and retreated side by side under the same umbrella. But deep in her heart, she still retains the idea of this feeling, but she easily handed over the initiative of her destiny. He said: If there is one more ticket, will you go with me?
She replied: If there is one more ticket, will you go with me? Love is a love that comes slowly, but also a firm companionship. Her answer has already given the answer. That era is over, and everything that belongs to that era no longer exists. In 1963, there was a silent phone call. In 1966, she and he went back to the rented house that year, and stared at the next door affectionately.
Those lost years, as if separated by a dusty glass, can be seen, but can't grasp what he has been missing all the time in the past, if he can break through the dusty glass, he will walk back to the long lost years. He said that in the past, some people had secrets in their hearts, but they didn't want others to know about them. They would go to the mountain to find a tree, dig a hole in the tree, and then tell the whole secret, and then seal the hole with mud. That secret will stay in the tree forever, and no one will know. During the year that de Gaulle visited the Philippines, he went to Angkor Wat, looked at the hole in the wall, told all the secrets in it, and sealed the hole with mud. He finally chose to extract the time he had experienced from the timeline and polished it into a memory, and this memory also always reminded him that what he experienced would eventually become the past perfect tense. (Strictly speaking, this passage of Charles de Gaulle's visit to the Philippines and the hole in the wall are also things that connect the past with the future, making people realize that this is already 1966 and the secret that they don't want to tell has already happened in the past) When subjectively formed Memories, at that moment people realize that time always flows inadvertently, and it may always be time that cannot be relieved. Ambiguity is too short, forgetting is too long, when the present becomes the past completed, the object of compromise is time after all.
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