Maybe I'm too emotional, and suddenly I have this idea: How about being my husband for a day?
Don't be ambiguous, don't be pretentious, when others guess yes, just say yes, that's it.
See what sparks of thought we can knock out? ——Digress from the topic and
return to the plot itself:
they were originally two people who were discussing art reproductions, two people with extremely different ideas,
but after viewing the work of Mona Lisa in Tuscany , they started a story. Field her "complaint" journey, his and her indeterminate and inexplicable afternoon.
I like the feeling that a movie brings me, not ambiguous, but indescribable and only felt.
I admit, I admire the beauty of the photographer's machine, Tuscany, Italy, who wouldn't love it?
But what I appreciate more is that with the scenery as the background, the communication between people is incisive, even if it is a quarrel, even if it is puzzled.
If I didn't tell you a lot of things, do you not understand?
If you don't have the courage to say something to you, do you just turn around and walk away without looking back?
Really, some words, too, can only be organized after I calm down. When I finally can express my meaning clearly, it is a pity that you have gone far.
I met a stranger, in an inexplicable scene, just like this,
I managed to organize my emotions and vented my past. — to Juliet. write to myself
understanding of art ("a good reproduction is worth more than an original"), relationships with relatives and friends ("nothing is less simple than a simple life"), the education of children (we all die sooner or later, So what?), your work, my life, the little things in our lives (coldness is a subconscious self-protection), like you only shave every two days, and we didn't shave on our wedding day! The fact that you fell asleep in bed on our fifteenth anniversary and how well-dressed I was is evidence of our drifting apart.
And, isn't that the case with every pair of people who have been married for a long time?
"If we both tolerate each other's shortcomings a little more, we will not be alone."
In the cafe, the fat old woman's words were very pertinent. You have only been married for 15 years, what is it, when you come to me age, you will understand.
may be.
The most memorable, final scene.
Fourth floor. Room 9.
The window on the left, you peer out.
The window on the right, you peer out.
You said, you forgot. You can't remember anything.
I said: stay.
You said your 9 o'clock train, you have to go.
Then
you go into the bathroom, you look in the mirror, are you going to shave?
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