Until the end, before the end of the movie, that song and that almost miraculous song died, I still didn't let me understand that this is just a fictional character and story. After all, I know too little about rock and roll, even the fur. However, even if I look at various introductions and reviews, the descriptions of the various details and allusions in the movie can help me gain a lot of knowledge about rock, but that feeling no longer appears in my heart. When Cox finally reviewed his life with singing, neither the artistic conception of the lyrics nor the singing skills of the actors were enough to surpass the struggle and sentiment that the whole movie showed, and the resonance it caused to the audience who watched it carefully.
I want to say that compared to those enthusiasts, I did not understand this movie. But I can also enjoy it, because when I can’t understand it, just listening is enough.
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