On the way here, I was driven by an aunt who is nearly fifty years old. The aunt is well maintained because she has a really good mentality. The unhappiness, melancholy and loss of the past two days seems to be about to meet such an elderly person. Click to see through.
Speaking of the movie, there is a little interlude in the middle. The movie was misplaced in the middle, but everyone waited patiently. It's the first time I've encountered this, and it's kind of interesting. At the beginning of the film, the female staff expressed their admiration and affection for the director. Although they didn't feel it, they played crazy for a while, man...until the heroine appeared, both from the male perspective of the first part and the second part. Taking pictures from a female perspective makes me feel very new. In the first part, the male protagonist encounters and strikes up a conversation. He is serious but still reveals wretchedness. He fails to tell the truth, which leads to being dismantled and ends in a mess... The director's camera zooming in and zooming out makes me feel very novel. Part of it is a completely different expression, although it is just a brief encounter in a strange city, compared to the pretense of the first part, the frankness of the second part makes the male protagonist more cute. (Who else said that the heroine is not good-looking?! I thought she was very beautiful from the very beginning!) I
rarely watch this type of film, and I feel like I have jumped into a new pit, which is great! As for other momentary insights, I will write them down when I remember them.
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