"London Family" is a cartoon adapted from a picture book, which tells the story of the parents of the author of the picture book, who met in 1928 and passed away in 1971. The whole film has no major ups and downs, only trivial life events, as well as a glimpse of the grand historical background of Britain before and after World War II. It is precisely because of these trivial matters that occur between husband and wife that people feel warm and sad, and at the end, tears well up in their eyes. In addition to these emotions, I also see a rare quality, elegance.
One of the two was a maid, and the other was a milkman. A family of origin was traumatized by World War I, and one grew up in a chaotic neighborhood, without a good education, and was a laborer at the bottom of London society. However, there is almost no resentment from them. From the first time he rode a bicycle into the mirror to the last time he drove a battery car to deliver milk, the milkman always whistled melodiously, making people feel that delivering milk is also a noble job.
After the wife had a dystocia, the husband asked how the wife was? When he learned that his wife five years older was not suitable for rebirth, he never gave birth again.
When the son is an adult, tell the parents that his fiancée is schizophrenic, unfit for children, and long for a third-generation couple, sad, and accepting.
During World War II, watching the iron fence in the yard of my house being demolished to be used for military equipment, my wife said, I didn't expect my door to be turned into a fighter jet.
When the bombing came, the husband built an "iron cage" in the house and promised his wife to match it with wood-colored furniture. The wife said to paint light brown. The "cage" was equipped with a table lamp, and the two read the newspaper under the lamp, and the bedding covered was as neat as the solid wood bed.
In the early morning the day after the bombing, while cleaning up the broken glass, the wife complained that her husband had not built a "shelter" properly. She walked into the yard and leaned in front of the roses in Taurasi.
In the rumble of gunfire for Christmas, they still plant Christmas trees in the house and hang colorful lights.
When the son was admitted to a good school, the wife talked with the neighbors, and the husband whispered to the wife, don't ask your son to learn languages and algebra in front of his mother who is a bricklayer.
When the husband bought the first car and invited his wife to sit, the wife's first reaction was that she hadn't combed her hair or took off her apron.
Did the two have a dispute? Of course. One is for the Labour Party and the other is for the Conservative Party. One is excited for the government to build a thousand miles of highways, the other is worried about the beauty of the countryside. One felt that planting a pear tree in the yard would block the light, and one supported his young son in doing so.
The two also do not want their son to study art.
All of these can be part of life, and without restraint, acceptance, cherishing, love, and faith, life will be a piece of shit.
When they left this world in the same year, that pear tree was already as thin as a roof. Everything seems to have never happened, and deeply happened.
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