This movie is not about love, it is about superstition. Men don't love women, and women don't love men. The tightrope walker likes women. But he was too embarrassed to say it directly, but took a step back and said that a man might love a woman. He was only saying one possibility, and he said it to back off. But the woman stubbornly held onto this statement. She was addicted to this explanation. A man loves her. It turns out that rudeness is love, and indifference is love. Everything that is bad has become good. But what happened later hit this fantasy again and again: the indifference of the man, the inferior character of the man, until finally the man three punches killed the steel wire man. The romantic illusion could no longer be sustained and collapsed with a bang. Woman breaks down. In the final scene the man weeps, some think it's a love episode. It might be, but it doesn't matter. A man is an asshole, what if love breaks out in his heart, can it still bring miracles?
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