I will always admit to some extent that Norma, a middle-aged actress who is still wealthy despite the sunset, has a certain material attraction to Joe, a down-and-out screenwriter who can't afford the high rent. Norma prepares a gorgeous tuxedo that complements Joe's perfect shoulder shape; buys a life of singing and dancing, and plays every night; pays the other party to buy the cigarettes he wants to buy for her. "All I ask is for you to be a little gentle and a little kind." She just wanted a little gentle. And Joe turned to flirting with the young girl Betty until the point; hugged and kissed in embarrassment, and finally refused rationally. Emotions between characters are always complex but spontaneous. At the moment when the reality of economic pressure acquiesced to Norma's extravagant "nurturing life" and the growth of his sickly love, no matter how Joe insisted on his creation and life in the middle, and how he was finally separated from this eternal life, I Think I've seen the end.
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