The name of the film is April Three Weeks Two Days, but I don't know the deadline for our story.
After breaking up with you, I walked in the cold wind on Chang'an Street for a long, long time. I can’t ask you like Otilia in the film: Why procrastinate, why accommodate, why can’t you be sincere and face up. So I called many people, criticized and explained fiercely, exhausted to prove my sanity and your absurdity. At that moment, I wanted to forget him and you forever, leave this situation that made me feel uncontrollable, and turn around without hesitation.
However, only four hours later in the early morning, I woke up from my nightmare, my heart beating wildly and sitting in the dark, ghostly thinking of the night that had already gone away with the sound of the ambulance.
That was the first time you were drunk in front of me. On the wine table, you gently and beautifully drink a glass, slowly telling me the story of you and that man. Until you say you are a little sleepy, then gently lie on the table. I can't wake you up, in a deserted hotel, holding you, watching the drinks continue to overflow from your lips, with a smile on the corners of your lips. That was the fear I had never had before. Your toughness and fragility, mess and beauty hit me at the same time, making me wonder what to do.
Since then, I have faintly felt that no matter what I do to you, I can't help but make mistakes and regret.
I have no intention of criticizing you for the ugliness of men. The doctor who looked serious at first glance in the film has already portrayed their possible dirty faces sufficiently. I don't want to praise how beautiful men are. In any case, men are an inseparable part of our lives. So far, our sweetest, most painful, deepest and most intimate experience all come from them. We are made by them, we share something because of the entanglement with them, because we yearn for their sweetness, we have hopes, and we are dependent on each other because of doubts about their weaknesses.
Otilia told her boyfriend that if the same thing happens to me, Gabita will help me. I have no doubt about what she said, but I firmly believe that it is not only between them, but also between us. I don't want to reduce the film to a simple causal logic, and I don't even want to be crowned with words such as love or responsibility. Those insignificant ordinary feelings do not need to be brighter and more solemn. People are often not as strong as they imagined. Many amazing actions in times of crisis are often just subconscious struggles and unwillingness.
Otilia is helping Gabita and trying to be himself.
Therefore, the most moving thing in the film is not that she was unhesitating to betray her, to betray her boyfriend’s mother’s kindness, to carry a dead baby for her wandering in the dark and terrible streets; but at the end of the film, they quietly face each other. Sit, suppress the anger and grievance in your heart, try to forget the past, and accompany each other.
It came from nowhere, unconditional tolerance, compassion, and forgiveness.
Because I feel deeply about each other's pain, I no longer value my own injuries too much.
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