Maybe I should have watched it long ago, the person who recommended me to watch it is no longer with me. No one can understand how I feel when I watch it.
Temporarily working as an unemployed young woman at home, I dug out the movies that I had already downloaded and never had time to watch, one by one, at the rate of one movie review per movie a day. Maybe this shouldn't be called a movie review at all, it's just a record of what the movie evokes in my heart. Titanic is like that, and so is the mountain man and the dog.
Aki's face reminds me of Chirs, they really look alike. A sports girl with long legs, a girl of dreams.
On the glass of Dream Island, there are two side-by-side names and an umbrella painted on it. This used to be the way my girlhood pinned my thoughts on the prodigal son far away on the Apennine Peninsula. After showering, I would breathe out in the mirror and write his and my name, even though I knew it was a dream that would never come true.
death and love. When a person dies, does love disappear with it? The film answers in its own way. How hard is it to break free from past love? Shuo waited for the tape for more than ten years. what about me?
I always thought that the love I wanted was different. Now, it's really different, which is ironic. It was only after we parted that I realised how I really felt.
Surprisingly, I also have a hat that Aki wore when he passed out at the airport. However, perhaps what I understand more is Ritsuko's mood.
It's a bit like "Love Letter". However, compared with the invisible love in "Love Letter", this film is more detailed, more moving, and more cruel. Even though the sun was shining brightly in the play, I still got chills. Heart kept throbbing. I still prefer the unspoken love in "Love Letter".
"My birthday is October 28th, and Shuo's birthday is November 3rd. Then, Shuo has my company from the first day of his birth." Yes, in this way, you will also have mine every day you exist. accompany.
piano. The sound of music is interspersed with time and space, embracing you in the past. The only kiss across the glass door was the innocence that could never be found again.
The lens that has been shaking slightly, like your uneasy emotions. The pursuit of Shuo and Ritsuko is a kind of self-improvement.
When they really stand in the center of the world, when Ken Hirai's singing sounds, when the Chinese subtitles of the song are very intimately displayed on the screen, let me relax my emotions again~
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