resentful that the first impression of Naomi Watts is that in King Kong, she is so charming, but because the film itself has too much popcorn flavor, the screaming turns to be the host.
The second impression was an article in "Huan" written after King Kong, which briefly introduced the history of her fame, and mentioned the peak of her personal acting skills that she could no longer surpass. At that time, I believed it credulously and only regretted the loss of an actor's self.
Mulholland Road, gave me an extremely painful viewing process, but it is also the most beautiful display of Naomi, so amazing, not a young body, but a fragile soul that is affected by it. Every time Naomi's pain is like rain, it fills the screen. What moved me was her weakness, her sadness, and her lingering loneliness.
21 grams, Naomi's posthumous work, still has a decadent and sinking temperament. In fact, this is the real her, refusing the warmth and sunshine outside her body.
Fortunately
, after some misunderstandings, I saw the real thing.
I wondered
whether her life was as obscure as a movie, and whether she also wandered between bizarre dreams every night, family, childhood, college, or not? There are also unusual stories happening? I don't believe that a smooth journey can coexist with contradictory souls, it must be a peculiar, perhaps an element of pain.
I just want to look at her like this and feel her pain in the light and shadow.
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