My daughter-in-law always likes to watch movies with me.
Go to the movie theater, project in the living room, sit and hug the Pad, or gather around the widescreen computer on the balcony. The movies shown in each scene are different - most of the movies in the theater are hot movies, and there is no need to watch and people lack topics; in the living room, most of them cook a meal on weekends, watch a policeman, action, and don't have to stare at the screen. Occasionally glance at the plot, let go of the brain, and relax life; the Pad is station B; the computer is a literary film that has no resources on the Internet, and can only be downloaded by Thunder. Over time, we began to speculate on the plot and lines like a director, and the hundred or so minutes passed quickly with laughter and laughter. Only when I was in front of the computer, I didn't have to ask me what I meant in two minutes, and I wanted to go back five seconds to watch the plot I missed. In two minutes, I turned my head and saw that it was already there.
Happy to hear it. Silly.
Director Yang once said, "Since the invention of movies, human life has been extended three times", which is in line with my life belief that "life lies in experience". The harvest is different from the current experience, and it is novel, interesting and irreplaceable to continue to be full of longing for the future. So if what the movie wants to show is not reality, and the scenes and lines are not even logical, how to "experience" it?
Friend, have you ever dreamed?
Dreams, like the extension of life. Many thoughts that flashed by in the daytime, characters and scenes that appeared for no reason, and words that could not be said in the heart, most of them will be expressed in a more presumptuous and extreme form in the dream. Therefore, when I wake up, the five flavors are mixed, the clouds are foggy, and the entanglement is in every way. Isn't this a "literary film"? The incomprehensible story line is rambling, the understandable scenes are extremely exaggerated, the things that can be explained clearly have to be repeated and twisted, and the feelings that cannot be explained are mostly more incomprehensible lyrics. , prose, poetry, how come it is unpopular; the rhythm is hugely slow, the foreshadowing is obscure and obvious, for fear that you may not understand it and fear that you will understand it. It's like a dream.
So when you walked into a theater tired and disheartened, put on a pair of 3D glasses and quickly fell asleep, met your son who existed and played ping pong with him, it was easy to find The lover you were looking for just before going to bed redefines the picture of your mother running away, helps her to a new life, turns around and activates the spell, the house rotates, and the short-lived fireworks can't be finished...
Too smooth a dream! Too greedy! In reality it might take a few days.
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