I've wanted to write about my mom and her friends countless times. It includes their friendship in high school, their own families, the comparisons between them, and the small talk of these women at parties that I grew up listening to.
"The Joy Luck Club" I've been saving for a long time and just finished watching it. The brief introduction to it before always said, "This is a group portrait that talks about women aside from men". I think it's nothing more than the same story I'm about to write, and it's bound to tell about the mother's friendship, and the love, killing, and mutual dependence between them and their daughter.
The story of the swan feather has been told twice. Chinese and English are like a set of contrasts, one is the mother's language, the other is the daughter's language. And unlike "The Wedding Banquet" with the same theme, the mothers in "The Joy Luck Club" can speak fluent English, and the daughters are not ignorant of the world of mothers.
All adolescent and precocious children have vowed at some point that their lives will never become the scorched and messed up appearance of their parents. We know very well that our future is far more exciting than that of middle-aged women who are surrounded by bald husbands, children with poor grades, mother-in-law and aunt who are mortal enemies, and who are on the way down. It is a pity that twenty years ago, when my mother looked at her mother, she also thought so.
We are all children who grew up like this. I speak English in the first half of my life and Chinese in the second half of my life.
The story of The Joy Luck Club tells three generations. My mother's mother can only speak Chinese, my mother's daughter speaks English since she was a child, and my mother herself, their generation came to the United States from China through hardships, learned to bake cakes, and often open parties, but the most famous dish is grilled crabs. , his favorite pastime is Chinese Mahjong.
I am probably the screenwriter who fears storytelling the most in the world. I have listened to the stories of my mother and her friends for more than 20 years. There are inexhaustible prototype materials at family dinner parties, but I still have no determination to write. When I saw The Joy Luck Club today, I realized why I had been unable to put these stories into words.
From the bottom of my heart, I still don't want to be like her.
Are mother and daughter the same person, or are they two avatars of the same soul?
If I really start writing this story, I will gradually dissect myself, I will gradually see the similarities between our generation of children and those "old women" who think that the sunset is red, and I will gradually perceive some kind of "same destination" feeling. . Even though we have a more enlightened education and have more independent jobs, none of us is independent enough to be completely free from the shadow of our mother.
The older I get, the more I feel like her.
"The three of us are like taking the stairs, one step at a time, but in the end it's the same."
The narration and plot of the film are not natural, and the story told is too far from ours. But after watching it, I still sent the title of the film to my mother. When she remembered it, she might watch it in my list of Korean dramas. I probably can't be a full-fledged screenwriter, and my mother's story may be less than one-tenth of what I've heard. The story of "The Joy Luck Club" only depicts a group portrait of a dozen women decades ago, but there are many moments, as if it were about us and our mothers.
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