As a wife and a mother, I deeply and faithfully love both my husband and my daughter, and I'm willing to sacrifice my everything, even my life, anytime, for their needs. Unfortunately, life isn't an epic short story, in which I can die heroically for my one and only love at my most young and innocent age. But instead, life is a long journey, during which we encounter various people and myriad problems. There's time I would rather throw a plate to my husband's face and tell him to shut the fuck up. Isn't it the same amicable face and the same sensual lips which are full of mellifluous words? A once frenzy lover and intimate soul mate slowly becomes merely someone you share the same food and the same bed with. And a once stranger across the street slowly becomes your inseparable other self. While who can bet the latter won't change again?
That's why we all like novels and movies. Because although true love may exist anywhere, unchangeable love can only survive within the length of 300 pages, or 90 minutes film.
Yesterday before we went to sleep, my husband asked me if I would cheat on him if our sex life won't satisfy me. I responded negatively and said "if everyone cheat on their partners whenever they have some unattended needs, then there will be no marriage on this planet". That epitomize my thoughts towards this movie.
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