Lost in others world or die in yours

Miles 2022-05-24 20:48:34

Don't complain about the looseness of this movie, because that is a fragmented world that really exists.
There are a lot of meaningless confessions and self-confessions in the movie. Your audience is right across from you, but you still talk to yourself, talk to yourself without communication. Every character in the movie has this characteristic, although not all of them are divided.
The beauty of modernism lies in the fact that everyone has their own garden of Eden, and everyone has their own beauty. It hangs on that own apple tree and has the tentacles. The beauty that belongs to Nathaniel is his hairstyle, his Beethoven. That is not the pursuit of beauty, it is the endless tenderness of harmony.
As for his anxiety, his wandering, and his madness, that is actually his beauty, you can't give him a better world you can't make him a better life. His world has completely belonged to those auditory hallucinations. He is constrained by the real society, and his auditory hallucinations are all contradictory reprimands, retreat, anxiety, and troubles. But he has his own set of senses, he doesn't need to blend into other people's world, but he can't completely ignore reality. He doesn't need a unified god, all he needs is a respectful and tender gaze from others to his world.

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  • [last lines]

    Steve Lopez: "Points West" by Steve Lopez. A year ago, I met a man who was down on his luck and thought I might be able to help him. I don't know that I have. Yes, my friend Mr. Ayers now sleeps inside. He has a key. He has a bed. But his mental state and his well-being, are as precarious now as they were the day we met. There are people who tell me I've helped him. Mental health experts who say that the simple act of being someone's friend can change his brain chemistry, improve his functioning in the world. I can't speak for Mr. Ayers in that regard. Maybe our friendship has helped him. But maybe not. I can, however, speak for myself. I can tell you that by witnessing Mr. Ayers's courage, his humility, his faith in the power of his art, I've learned the dignity of being loyal to something you believe in, of holding onto it. Above all else, of believing, without question, that it will carry you home.

  • [first lines]

    Construction Worker: [greeting his co-workers] Buen dia, muchachos.

    Steve Lopez: [narrating] "Points West" by Steve Lopez. A construction worker in Griffith Park heard the

    Steve Lopez: [swerving his bicycle to avoid a raccoon] Hey!

    Steve Lopez: [continuing narration] He saw a cyclist cartwheel off his bike and slam face-first into the unforgiving asphalt of Riverside Drive.