This review is going to be watched together with Duras' "The Lover"...because I personally feel that the two films feel so similar to me....
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You who keep forgetting about loneliness, are you still waiting gracefully ?
Have you not slept, wandering alone in the lonely night, looking for the love you need?
A casual look, an accidental encounter, some ambiguous conversations... Just like this, in a lonely night, you met each other, tried to soothe each other's tired hearts, and finally fell in love irresistibly. So in an instant, there was a long-lost warm feeling.
However, when a person thinks about it, he does not know whether he is falling in love with loneliness, or the love encountered in loneliness... This is no longer important.
Michelle would think so. Otherwise there would be no hugging Yaris the tramp on a decadent Parisian night. Acquaintance is accidental, but contact is inevitable. Loneliness is the best starter for the lonely. But is that love? When two people walked slowly by the river hand in hand, when two people ran naked on the beach, Yaris felt that this might be the most beautiful moment in the world. Even if the two people in the dark only have tender touches and no physical pleasure, this is enough. At least, the two wandering hearts no longer feel tired. Why should we be tacky to prove that this must be the kind of love people call it?
The ending in the movie "Lovers in the New Bridge" is ambiguous, but also warm: through the night in Paris, Yaris and Michelle cling to each other on a boat, I don't know where the boat will drift, and I don't know where they are final home. It's just that they don't feel lonely anymore...
that's enough.
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