I watched it alone in the hotel at night, because it is a very new hotel, and it is not very popular yet. I never saw anyone in the elevator on the 50th floor... I was lying on the bed and watching this movie with dim lights. what a great idea. Weird music, weird characters, and the most unbearable thing is the first-person camera. The kind of slow-moving, slightly wobbly, but exceptionally clear shots. Every time I turned a corner, I subconsciously narrowed my eyes and leaned back, for fear of something jumping out of the corner.
When the director shoots the dream as the main body and gives countless complete details to the dream, the dream becomes a plausible world that is not like a dream, but is definitely not reality. In this world, everyone seems to be awake, but seems to be in a trance; every look, seemingly simple but mysterious and meaningful.
The two-hour movie is actually a girl's dream before committing suicide. Exhausted in reality, she can only play the role she wants to play in the last dream of her life. When the dream began to blur and shake, she and her lover came to a gloomy church to watch a performance at midnight. The dream began to climax and began to slowly connect with reality.
The female singer in the performance, sang a song. Her heavy makeup, the dazzling lights on her face, and her extremely tense but extremely sad songs, twist people's hearts together. People can deceive themselves in reality; they can also deceive themselves in dreams. But when dreams and reality collide, all the disguised shells will fall off. The sad song by the female singer is actually the heroine's true self.
At the end of the song, the people are scattered, and a lonely and tormented soul is finally freed...
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