Non! Rien de rien... Non! Je ne regrette rien... Overall, loved the movie. At the beginning, because it was a mixed cut, I felt that the plot was too jumpy, making people confused. When you look at it, you will feel deep in it, unable to extricate yourself. I think this is the beauty of French films. As a French major, every time I watch a French film, even if I don’t understand the plot, it still has the charm to keep me watching. It seems that I understand it, and it seems that I don't understand it, but it makes me feel that the filming is really good. When little Edith's father took her from her grandmother's brothel, poor Titini rushed up and shouted that it was her life; home," poor Edith leaped up, crying that they were killing her. When I performed for the first time in the concert hall, at the beginning, the audience under the stage was like a group of static objects. With the singing of Edith, they gradually had expressions, and their limbs moved, came to life, and deeply reflected. the power of music. Especially in the scene of the plane crash in Marseille, the mood changes, the begging of the medium, and the pain of disappearing in two places is perfectly interpreted. Looking at her in her twenties, she is as delicate as a flower, her singing voice is moving, and her eyes are as sincere and moving as a puppy. It makes people feel that roses are blooming on the ruins, and I hope that she will live forever at this age where love and hate are both romantic, and the love and the moon are moving. I hope she will live forever and sing as much as she wants; but when she is old and frail, alone "What advice do you want to give women?" "Love." "For girls? "Love." ""For children?" "Love. "It actually made me feel that the piaf in my old age is more beautiful. I watched the beauty of peace of a person who has reconciled with himself and the world after half a lifetime of ups and downs.
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