I have to say that a man like Gosha is the real man. Maybe he did what I didn't do, and it was my idealized appearance. I'd rather be alone than make it through. When I meet someone I love, it only takes one look. Straight and straight, no ink, I felt like this at the time, it turned out to be because he was what I wanted to become. There is machismo, able to actively admit mistakes, but also have their own perseverance, and will not compromise for their own perseverance. Or maybe it's because of his Sherlock Holmes-like observance that I got a good first impression of him all of a sudden. There are friends, although not many, but it seems that they are all close friends. Being able to drink with strangers, in the last place, drinking with the husband of one of the three sisters, let me say to these two people, tsk, bold, refreshing, don't say anything, have a glass of vodka first. Haha, I remember they were still holding a big salted fish in their hands and slapping the table. They didn't know much about Russian culture, so I didn't understand why the two women outside were surprised. The opening sentence also echoes at the end. Forty years old is the beginning of life. This sentence shocked me very much. I am nodding in my twenties, so why bother to feel sorry for myself? Even if others are doing well and have integrated into this society, I am still an introvert, so what? What if the country is easy to change and its nature is hard to change? Even if my peers have made a lot of money and can survive on their own, what if I'm still a poor guy? 22 years old is the beginning of life. What surprised me about this movie was that it didn't tell how hard the heroine worked and how hard her life was after she was abandoned, and she went straight to becoming a successful person. But after the career is very successful, love is not very smooth, still single.
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