indifferent

Carmine 2022-10-11 18:41:38


Like the title, the whole show is so bland.

I want to write something to record that I have seen this movie, but I don't know what to write after thinking about it for a long time. What impression did the film make on me? Like countless people I've been through in my life, put a label on them? No, their name is their label.

The little boy in the play is a genius. At the beginning, I thought he would tell a magical story of genius like Rain Man. The last thing I saw was a precocious and independent little boy's touch of affection. Think about your 12-year-old, ignorant and ignorant, not even knowing what you want, just like an animal in a pigpen, eating, playing and rolling in the mud every day. Oh, and also, teachers have been teaching us not to be selfish, but to have a collectivist spirit. The poor teacher, who has been tortured by the Great Leap Forward and the Cultural Revolution since birth, has a soul that will never feel safe, but he wants to make the whole world noble and collective.

When I was 12 years old, I didn't even know what emotion was. Maybe when I touched it for the first time, and then used the restraint of our culture to manipulate it, after more than ten years of ups and downs, I finally knew something. is feeling.

I really envy the men and women in the play. No matter what their status or status, they are so dignified and can be respected by others. The most important thing is that they know how to respect themselves, not selfishness or humbleness.

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  • Eleanor: What was the name of that piece you wrote for the recital?

    Reggie: Like Sunday, Like Rain.

    Eleanor: So beautiful.

    Reggie: I'll write a part for the cornet.

  • Reggie: You have a gift, and you have an obligation to take care of it.

    Eleanor: What are you *talking* about? For all you know, I could be the worst cornet player in the whole world.

    Reggie: I don't think so. I don't think you'd have been chosen for that all star band if that were the case. And you certainly wouldn't have gotten into Julliard. It's a crime to deprive the world of your art.

    Eleanor: I thought you said art was dead.

    Reggie: Yes, and it will remain that way if all the great artists abandon their cornets and move to Idaho... Just promise me you'll come back to it. Promise me you'll come back to your music.

    Eleanor: I will if you will.

    Reggie: Deal.