I like the soundtrack, I like the composition of the shots, and the colors and objects have a strong sense of age. There are surprises in the narrative shots, but maybe it's just that I'm a little weirder. The conflict is established enough, but the emotional construction of the story is lacking.
I always stubbornly believed that behind the mask of a moment of hustle and bustle is the long-term triviality and desolation, so when I watched the people pushing the cups and changing the cups, I often gave birth to a layer of understanding of watching the decline. Unreal, unbeautiful, uninfectious, soulless. It does look a bit like, but I still like Al Pacino more. Youthful emotions and longing for the future. The allure of art in a romantic world.
Um, love?
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