I've always liked Wiig's performance on SNL. Of course, it may be because Amy, Maya, and Tina are all gone when I started watching. The female cast is really weak, and Wiig often feels a little too hard. . . .
So after knowing this film for a long time, I finally watched it alone on a cold afternoon during the Chinese New Year. This afternoon was my 33rd day in bed with a broken bone. My parents went out for a walk on Chunxi Road. I fell asleep until almost noon, woke up and ate the cake by the bed, and then stayed in a daze for a long time. What flashes in my mind is that my friends go home for the New Year, or move bricks in the wild with heavy snow and wind, and where I should be, then the training to be postponed, the visa to be rescheduled, the things that may be missed, the things that may have been missed. It doesn't matter if I miss something because it has nothing to do with me. . . It was very messy in my head, and it slowly stopped, like the leaves and rubbish that were rolled up and swirled by the wind on the edge of the playground in autumn.
Then I want to watch a movie, I click on bridesmaids. It was a little bit at the beginning, uh, when I remembered that I copied this film to my mother and watched it, I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The sex scene without beauty is actually the desperation of this middle-aged woman, guarding the negligible possibility of a gun friend becoming a home, and playing cool carefully. Then her useless life unfolds slowly, and then becomes even more useless to the point where you think it's actually okay before.
Where did you start crying? It was probably that Annie started to make pastries that she was really good at and liked again, and began to live a personal life. I don't know who I've been pretending to show these days, and my calmness collapsed for two minutes. A small fracture is really nothing, if it can be taken out, it is too weak to blame others. What scares me is not the thing itself, but the idea of taking the opportunity to be vulnerable, and even more scared of making the wrong decision. And maybe at a certain moment in the past, I also felt that I was wasting food by living like this, I felt that I was a waste, I didn’t deserve anyone’s favor, I had no skills, no skills, easy to give up, I wasn’t smart or not. Try not to look good. Cheer up, look in the mirror and say you're the best, then immediately rant about who the hell is this? A life without self-confidence is tableware, but for me, self-confidence needs concrete examples to support it.
Annie's later life may not have a substantial leap, but a healthy attitude is always good, and opportunities will not be blinded by the dead. This is exactly what the current self needs, the powerless to change, the only thing that can be done is to be the best of oneself. As for some people, although letting things take their course has always been self-paralysis, let's just let things take their course. I'm much happier than Annie, and some things just slip away if I can't catch them now, at least I'm still young.
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