Despite the hint of the title and the psychological preparation, when the protagonist, Ms. Jenkins, started to sing, the sunny day hit a thunderbolt, and I still sat on my chair and laughed.
Ms. Jenkins was called "The Worst Singer of All Time" by the New York Post, and with my heavy-toned ears, I could hear that she was out of tune by a somersault, and the balloon was punctured just after it was blown. Broken sound, it can be seen that she is not wronged with this title.
But Ms. Jenkins had a sweet innocence that made one look resigned. A wealthy girl who has no worries about food and clothing, she has received a good music education since she was a child. She once played the piano in the White House. When she grew up, the piano dream was broken and she turned to high-pitched singing. Although she is tone-deaf, the people around her, because of love or because of money, protect her and flatter her, which makes her confident and open the way with money, all the way to Carnegie Hall, which is a musician's dream.
As soon as her singing sounded, the audience's first reaction was naturally OMG, booing, and stepping down. However, listen to it further, and in addition to the pleasure of judging ugliness, there will also be a kind of pure happiness. Because she sings with pure confidence, pure love, even the funny is moving and the absurd is charming. So, ignore the New York Post comment, the joy you brought is real, "Laughing so hard that my ribs still hurt."
"They can say I can't sing, but they can't say I haven't sang," Ms Jenkins said. It's not just a movie line, it's what she actually said in real life: "People may say I couldn't sing , but no one can say I didn't sing". Her words, her stories, her singing, were passed down like this, immortal.
A funny life can also be very inspirational, as long as you do it seriously and lovingly.
Bravo.
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