Now I understand that art cannot stand scrutiny, and in fact does not need scrutiny. When I was young, I loved to watch movies from From a practical point of view, the result is that it is naturally impossible to deeply understand the emotions. Passion and impulse naturally occur from time to time, but most people's emotions evolve through a long process, but art can only produce more than one hour of images, hundreds of thousands of images. It's really not easy to express the words, even in one picture.
I have to say that the initial love between Li Xiaojun and Li Qiao was of course mutual affection, but what really breeds this feeling is actually the depression, loneliness and hesitation in a foreign land. For most ordinary people, this kind of loneliness is very scary. It happened that I met someone I liked at this time. Even if I hated betrayal, but when I saw Li Xiaojun's betrayal, I couldn't hate it. I could almost feel them Xiaojun still maintains contact with his girlfriend in the Mainland, and with guilt towards her, Li Qiao always says that they are not people who have the same pursuit. They emphasize that they are friends again and again, but they are not letting go Open the other's hand. At this time, it is no longer the lonely and lonely at the beginning, and each other is concerned and dependent. This is a spiritual dependence established in adversity, and it is not so easy to give up.
So when a small army hugs When talking to his new wife, he said sadly, if you were by my side at that time (when you first came to Hong Kong
) Can't accompany each other, can't empathize, can't face the hesitation, can't walk every day together like before.
Many years after Brother Leopard escaped, including their respective struggles in New York, is the difference between Xiao Jun and Li Qiao wrong? Isn't it a kind of waiting? Waiting for this relationship to end up where they hoped.
I always stubbornly believe that it is your emotion that is yours after all.
So this ending is very satisfying to me. But
this After all, it is art. When I return to life, I will not look back so suddenly, but the person is in the dim light. To put it vulgarly, I tell myself that this is mine before I finally return to my love.
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