Well, a little bit of thought after reading it (in fact, I should start writing after reading it).
I was extremely bored last night (actually, I watched too many movies during the day until I got tired at night...), but I didn't plan to watch black and white movies. The two tones seemed a bit depressing. My viewing habits were randomly selected because yesterday Boring at night, I chose a movie that commented that it was boring and wanted to see how boring it was. . (.Really boring)
So I opened this film that I read the title more than 20 times before I read it smoothly (I won't say that I read Madabad all the time before I corrected myself. . .)
The statues that the camera swept over at the beginning were luxurious and quiet, and I listened to the narration. After waiting for a while, I found that this narration is a bit interesting, the narrator keeps repeating, the heroine is also repeating in Marionbad every year, and the whole hotel is repeating! ! All were rigid like robots. But what is particularly interesting is that although it is repeated, the information presented to the audience in each paragraph has changed! ! For example, I really like the part about Charles III. (To be honest, I seem to have dreamed about this statue.. Magical) The whole film is like this! This is what surprised me the most, it was just like a novel. (Inception and Westworld come to mind.
Seeing half of it thought it was a dream. . Then it feels wrong. Later, it felt like a parallel world, but it still felt wrong. In fact, it may be the memory of the heroine. Scattered and disordered. What is the name of the sculpture, the black robe or the white robe worn, these details will be erased by time in future memories, and some are just a hope and wait for love.
Ah, still can't describe how much impact this movie has on me
Then tell me about the stupid thing I did yesterday...
After watching the movie, I was shocked... unparalleled, my whole body was shaking with excitement, and my mind went blank. Then I went to the toilet, the windows were not closed tightly, and I only wore a single shirt again, which was so cool. . Then when I replied to the message, I read a wrong word... (Actually, I glanced at it and even read the name of the wrong person.. So)
Go to the album to make up a picture to commemorate the brain crash after reading it. .
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