burn and rave at close of day; Rage
, rage against the dying of the light. , rebuked the disappearance of light. Cooper is crazy, obsessive, charming, soulful, driving a flat-tire car to track drones. The same scene, the same music, and many years later, Murphy drove his car into the cornfield and picked up the torch. So, I remembered my grandfather's sentence again, She's just like her old man. Put it to death and then live, live without end, rest without end. On that day, the sand and dust that swept over the stadium like the end of the day reminded me of the smog... They escaped the sandstorms that came one after another, and they were not without adversity, just like we are used to refreshing every day The smog index of , occasionally complains, but it is so accustomed to it that all anomalies are regarded as a habitual part of life. If the end of the world is really coming, in addition to the disaster of extinction, there are probably more possibilities - living in peace and not thinking about danger, seeing danger but not thinking about danger, and dying. Why do you believe in science? Why believe in religion? Why believe that the world is real? I've asked myself this question countless times, and I've fantasized that maybe I'm just an illusion, a real illusion, an unrealistic entity. There is no answer to ask again. The universe is so vast and vast that we have not even had time to see the whole world, and it is even better to solve all the puzzles and unknowns. So, I believe in "don't believe".
Put yourself lightly and lightly, as light as a speck of dust, with no limits and no falsehood. When I let go of some obsessive conviction, I realized that the world can be so big. Looking up, the entire starry sky is full of infinite possibilities.
So people can land on the moon, reach the stars with their hands, and finally touch the chord song of time, stretch out their hands, and save an entire human civilization.
But Nolan said it was because of love.
He used epic constructions, but spent a long time telling the story of time and love.
After walking in the water and waves, and the hurry, looking back is the companion with white hair on the temples, the old father who is weak and weak, and the children who are the same age and appearance as him decades later.
In ancient times, the emperor who sought immortality in his vain attempt to gain the Tao, you should see, what is the benefit of immortality? How can people who are greedy for life and fear of death endure the loneliness of being alone in the years? Waves of wives and children come and go, are you iron-struck?
And the only thing that can stand against time is love.
Cooper believed that Murphy would understand, and Murphy also believed that his father would come back.
Old Brand said not to make promises lightly, both a hint and a warning.
Cooper doesn't believe it. He believes in his love for his family, and believes that Murphy understands his love, and he understands what Brand called "quantifiable love", so he can come back.
Waiting for replacement, waiting for replacement, farewell and see you again.
The black-haired father, the silver-haired daughter, the seriously ill Murphy let his father leave, with a sigh of "can see you again, this life is enough, you don't have to send each other off".
What time can't change is the deep affection between people before, no matter the quantification of this time, whether it is separation or age.
If love is an emotion derived from evolution, it must be the greatest "invention" of mankind.
The universe is majestic and mighty, and people are like ants and dust.
Only self-pity, only wish not to give up.
The universe is like poetry, nothing more than that.
Our journey is the sea of stars.
My possession is within myself.
I believe in you, even if I don't even believe in myself.
View more about Interstellar reviews
