At an age when we can still love, why don't you go?

Jacques 2021-12-13 08:01:06

For a long time, my favorite movies have been like this.

Warm tones, not too many lines and words, pure character traits, smooth storyline, gentle film soundtrack, depicting only piercing truth, goodness and beauty.

Lynch’s "Mr. Streit’s Story" touched me sincerely. The appeal is very concise. Adapted from a true story. Alvin was in his early years. With his legs inconvenient, he drove a lawn cart alone from the west to the east of the United States, traversing the mountains and traversing the mountains, and finally arrived.

Just to visit my brother who had a stroke in bed. Just to resolve the contradiction and break brought by a quarrel ten years ago.

Along the way, he encountered various passers-by with distinctive personalities, telling them his life. How did my brother and my brother spend a long, unforgettable, simple and happy same year as a child; when they were adults, they experienced World War II, how they fought against the Germans on the front line, but killed their stationmates by mistake; when they had 14 children, why were they just with their daughters? Rose is dependent on each other; ten years ago because of vanity, he had conflicts with his very good brother.

The experience of the old man in his life all came with his own language, showing sincerity and sincerity in the language under the confluence of eyes. There is no pretentiousness at all. The old man said to the lawn truck mechanic brother who often quarreled about trivial matters: "No one in this world knows you better than a brother who grew up together, and no one knows him better than you. I just want to be like him. As it was back then, looking at the stars in the sky, talking to each other until we fell asleep."

It turns out that the people we meet in our lives are only used as foils, in order to remind us how to experience conflicts and struggles, and miss and lose the joy and happiness of life. In the film, whenever the old man continues to move forward and encounters different people, the camera will switch to the lawn mower on the golden wheat field, under the bright sun, the hardworking, non-stop lawn cart. Accompanied by the melodious violin, the golden hue is moisturized like honey. With this strong visual enjoyment, and the brisk soundtrack, the mood is suddenly enthusiastic, and the blood is full of hope.

I know the old man will do what he wants. Under the sky full of stars, the brothers who had broken for a long time finally resolved, and talked about the thoughts that had lasted for ten years, and what was constantly cut was family affection and brotherhood. Not everyone has the courage to take on their own mistakes, and not everyone can look at past gains and losses objectively. In your lifetime, when we can still love, why don't you go?

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The Straight Story quotes

  • Alvin Straight: Well, they may be mad. I don't think they're mad enough to want to lose you, or your little problem.

    Crystal: I don't know about that.

    Alvin Straight: Well, of course, neither do I, but a warm bed and a roof sounds a mite better than eating a hot dog on a stick with an old geezer that's travelling on a lawnmower.

  • Alvin Straight: Can I help you, lady?

    Deer Woman: No, you can't help me. No one can help me. I've tried driving with my lights on, I've tried sounding my horn, I scream out the window, I-I roll the window down and bang on the side of the door and play Public Enemy real loud! I have prayed to St. Francis of Assisi, St. Christopher too-what the heck! I've tried everything a person can do, and still, every week, I plow into at least one deer! I have hit thirteen deer in seven weeks driving down this road, mister! And I have to drive down this road! Every day, forty miles back and forth to work! I have to drive to work, and I have to drive home!

    [she looks at the open fields around her]

    Deer Woman: ...Where do they come from?

    [she kneels down and checks the deer's pulse]

    Deer Woman: He's dead.

    [she walks back towards her car]

    Deer Woman: And I love deer!

    [she gets in her car and drives off]