For the purpose of monitoring her lover, Claire followed the social account of her lover's friend Alex with a young and beautiful fake social image, and gradually became acquainted and fell in love with him through the mobile phone and the Internet. The audience gradually understands the whole picture of the story through Claire's narration to the psychiatrist.
To be precise, the film presents the fourfold possibility of the above story.
The first is the real story: Claire used a fake identity to fall in love with Alex, and Alex committed suicide for love;
The second layer is the story in the novel written by Claire: she meets Alex and falls in love and then the truth is revealed;
The third is the reversal of the reality, which lifts the veil of love for Claire, who is deeply in self-blame-Alex did not commit suicide and got married and had children;
The fourth is the call made by Claire at the end of the film to contact Alex again, leaving an open ending for the film.
Claire is a literature professor over fifty, recently divorced and has two young sons. In this online dating, she lives under the account of a young girl named Clara.
Alex is a photographer under 30 years old, fascinated by the mysterious and lovely young voice of Clara played by Claire on social networks.
The film is constantly interspersed with clips of Claire teaching in class.
She talked about the liberation of women and the breaking of confinement in literature. Recite the classic chanting. "Rejecting restraint is still our voice, and you still don't want to follow the framework that confines you." On the road of love, he was helpless against his own cowardice.
If the first story may be a tragedy, then the source of this tragedy is undoubtedly Claire's lack of self-confidence in her old age and her low self-esteem when facing the young and vigorous Alex.
Clara came to the train platform, and when I was about to meet Alex, my heart and Claire swayed together across the screen. I'm terrified that Claire in his fifties will really collide with Alex in his twenties. Even more scared than Claire was Alex recognizing her.
The emotion I am most afraid of in the story is embarrassment, whether it is material embarrassment or mental embarrassment, it makes me feel uncomfortable. From another angle, this emotional feeling also touches me most often.
The helplessness that comes out is undoubtedly an important reason why I like this movie.
When people talk about love, what do they talk about?
Faces, interests, time?
Is love enriched by the time spent and spent together?
In the film, Claire tells a psychiatrist about her struggle to catch up with the years in love.
Her expectations for love do not fade because of the years, but they fail because of the love of the years, because the years and the lover have missed it.
If age and love expectations are regarded as the XY axis in the quadrant, it may show a decreasing curve.
Claire's expectations for love clearly fell on top of this curve.
Desire and love, Claire is also a woman who can write stories.
In the second possibility - in the novel she wrote, she approached Alex, chatted and made love with Alex. Then she told Alex the truth, she was Claire and she was Clara.
In the story, she is a brave person, brave to be a heartbreaker, and brave to die for love.
In the final scene, Claire writes a standard ending for the relationship: Alex finds out the truth, returns to the coffee shop and approaches her, she stumbles backwards and is hit by an oncoming car. Tragic ending.
Falling in love, no matter reality or imagination, short or long, or a little bit of water, or lingering and hooking.
Psychiatrists once said that Claire longed to be young and fantasized about being young forever.
Who doesn't want to be forever young.
"Who Do You Think I Am" is probably a story of liberation in the pursuit of youth and passion.
It is your liberation from being imprisoned in the cage of old age, and your pursuit of youth and beauty;
is the liberation of inherent and rigid social relations;
It is the liberation of the self, the beginning to gradually and directly face the true self.
Love brought Claire to life, but the one who fell in love, in the final analysis, was the fictional Clara.
As the story twists and turns one by one, Claire is getting closer and closer to her true inner appearance in the unease and hesitation.
Claire once asked Alex if I was 50 years old, would you still love me?
Alex replied that if he was 50 years old, he would, because he still has a full life.
Yes. As life moves forward, the labels affixed to the body will only increase forever, and the frame of age is often surrounded.
As you age, do you dare to face your desires and emotions frankly?
Claire is forced to think about it repeatedly as she deals with the dilemma of love.
Fifty years old, looks no longer.
Even though Claire has good social status and knowledge, praise and swarms are not always by her side.
In the second half of life when these flowers and applause are gradually fading, is it a sin to have the same surging love?
No, never has been.
No matter what life process you are in, facing your desires is liberation.
50 years old, aging, standing on the rooftop, leaning her head on the side, with a cigarette between her fingers, Claire is of course beautiful.
More than half of life, the years have carved lines on the face, there has been a failed marriage and love, a decent social status, and there is still the impulse to love and the desire to be reckless, which is very romantic and moving in itself.
I remembered a few beautiful shots of Claire after she learned that Alex died for herself: Claire is facing out the window, the window is green with new leaves, the vertical railings on the window are lined up, and Claire is standing Inside the window, it is like standing in a cage in a beautiful world.
The next shot that follows is Claire under the heavy rain, and the performance is desperate, not necessarily.
Heavy Rain Washing also tells about the end of a relationship, washing away Claire's guilt and self-blame for her burst of desire.
Respect those desires and emotions that have nowhere to go.
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