I never liked words related to "savage", but Kwon Sang Woo's "My Savage Female Teacher" changed my paranoia in a way I didn't expect. Therefore, I have no reason to reject such a movie that is quite respected by the public opinion circle. However, with the end of it, what it brought to me cannot be expressed simply, and I can only put it aside for the time being in my heart, and take it as a reason for my precipitation. It just seems that I don't want to let myself forget it subconsciously. So, after a long time, I accidentally heard the heart-warming episode in the movie again. When some unfamiliar melody reached a consensus in my heart and memory, my heart was very excited, but the excitement was mixed with people who couldn't ignore it. of sadness. I have a vague feeling that I need to record something about this movie. This film is full of contradictions and conflicts, filled with a touch of sadness but surging with bright sweetness. Between great joy and great sorrow surging with each other's involvement. When you feel that it makes you laugh, happy and relaxed, it will gently pull your loose nerves, allowing you to helplessly put your stretched body into a state of first-level combat readiness. This movie is special. The love it describes is full of countless little sweets belonging to lovers, which is the main theme in the first half of the film. Although there is such a sad taste in the interval, it is harmless. That kind of petty fuss will turn into the "savage" that makes the movie's title and turn the hero into a little man. And the heroine went to school to deliver meals for her boyfriend, and blatantly defended her love, which also made her look very vivid. All the sweetness is infinitely magnified under the unique rendering method of Korean movies, which makes people feel itchy. He would wash the chopsticks for her, fold a paper airplane naughty behind her and throw it at her (insert, folding a paper airplane would later become a reason for people to cry), and he would play it again in order to make her play On the piano, all the black keys were wrapped into white keys. He would wait for her in the restaurant for an hour, and then when facing her, hand over the little figure he drew on the book for her, making her smile. I just don't know why, I always feel a little sad. But it was special when he was with her in the rain, in Maurice In the uncontrollable cheerful melody of Williams' stay, when he kicked the rain on a street corner, the simplest kind of happiness, the kind of play that swayed the love in his heart, touched many people. When the happy melody sounded again, the heroine turned her head and gently touched the corners of her mouth. There were no modified surprises, no exaggerated expressions, and she just happily watched her lover drive a car that belonged to them. SUV. Under the sun, in some flying dust, they grimaced at each other and enjoyed their love together. I don't know if it is because of the music or the change of the camera, all of which make people feel a kind of extreme sensory enjoyment, whether it is people or people's emotional changes. The next thing to be sure is that the film's use of the lens really gave me a new understanding of the making of this film. Their journey begins and all changes begin. The lens and perspective are pulled up, and what we see from the sky is a green eye, and only a small car full of love is driving on this vast land. An open-minded and endless sense of spaciousness arises spontaneously. Seeing this, along with their devotion to nature, their love seems to make people feel a kind of grandeur. When the male protagonist opens his arms and closes his eyes, feeling the gusts of wind and telling his obsession with the wind, we seem to be able to look down at everything in the world in the high-turning lens. The atmospheric composition makes people usher in the almost unbearable oath: "If I am here one day, I will become the wind. When I am not by your side, the wind comes, that is I am with you. beside me." Can we expect a brooding parting in such an enchanting situation? Last night was still arguing about who should say sorry, and the next day will face the harsh living environment. In the face of an unpredictable disaster, after the entanglement of each other's life and death, we have reason to believe that in this ordinary world, their feelings are worth moving. When the heroine rescued the hero, we felt the preciousness of this feeling. But the real separation of life and death still exists, and our tears still have to flow. When Quan Zhixian wore a black suit after a brutal battle, her trademark black hair was scattered, and she held a pistol expressionlessly, in a loud melody, through the smoke of gunpowder, through the gunfire, to the enemy When all this was over in front of her, she turned her head and raised her head in the calmest way, and the real arrival came from the depths of her heart. At this point, I seem to see the soul dancing in this tragic battle, maybe it's hers, maybe it's mine. There are too many scenes in the movie that I can't give up, So much so that in the last scene, when a pure music resounded under the blue sky, the wind filled all the senses and stroked all the memories, we saw the last contact of their hearts. Under the almost sacred sky, she told him the guilt that she could never let go of, but he said to her: "I'm sorry for my name!" Is it sad? Are you sad? Looking at the coming end of this love, all the emotions have reached saturation, and all we can do is to cry helplessly!
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