I watched an Indian movie today - "The Lunch Box". I rarely come into contact with this type of movie. There are no songs and dances, no gorgeous colors. Compared with the bright and flamboyant colors of other Indian movies, the movie is quiet and slow, with almost no ups and downs. An uncompromising literary film, a bit of Wong Kar Wai.
A full-time housewife ignored by her husband, a lonely man who was widowed and no longer young, started a time of intertwining because of the wrong lunch box. The notes passed, the thoughts exchanged, and this unspoken emotion, the two recovered from their numb and bleak lives. They almost met once, however, you are close at hand, time is the end of the world.
In "In the Mood for Love", Tony Leung told his secret to the tree hole of Angkor Wat, and in the movie, the hero and heroine walk in their own destiny, we can't go to Bhutan together, but I love life more because of you , love yourself more.
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