Eros once again ruthlessly shattered the dreams of two people, burying the body of one and the soul of the other.
The old fellow Felix has no friends, no neighbors, no children, only Grace the mule and the kid next door who occasionally pranks. This haggard "crazy old man" stubbornly adheres to his "belief"-emotions that are suppressed to the point where they can't smell a trace of anger and behavior patterns that are so strange that they are incomprehensible. He often hangovers in his own world: the flickering candlelight, the lavender haze rising from a cigarette, and the photos of the yellowed but still beautiful young girl. He is melancholy, dreamy, holding himself closed, the white clothes The woman often wakes him up from his dreams, and is even so terrified that he will sleep in the same room with Grace the mule. Even so, he still refused to confess, still refused to believe in religion or begged for forgiveness.
One is a funeral home with no business---only the owner Quinn and the clerk Buddy, and the other is the "crazy old man" who wants to attend his funeral when he is alive. They approached them tacitly. The old man's request seemed very simple: a funeral; a funeral that he could attend while he was alive---no flowers, no good coffins, or even excavated graves. What the stubborn old man needs is just a funeral similar to a party: champagne, music, singing and dancing, all activities that are incompatible with death can be carried out there, and all the reserved restraints can be vented to the full. Have fun in other people's funerals in time? indeed. Everyone heard it right. The old fellow Felix spoke with a steady tone and a slow rate of speech, but behind his absurd request was a firm gaze---he was serious. The clerk, Buddy, strongly opposed it. From a moral point of view, he thought it was absurd. However, the owner, Quinn, was not cold about this interesting business, and the key reason was also ridiculous: the town is already ridiculous. He has been immortal for several months, and if this continues, his funeral home will also be on the verge of bankruptcy. This is how three like-minded friends came together. Taking posters, getting a haircut, and making clothes: Felix, who changed his outfit, was full of energy and radiant, and said "bye bye" to the lonely crazy old man.
But is this his intention? Spoiling the last few years of the setting sun in an unreasonable way? Or is it running out of savings tied up with ropes to fool the public? The funeral he longed for was like a puzzle contest. There were many people who speculated for no reason, but no one knew the answer. The crazy old man himself did not want to reveal the answer in advance, or he himself did not know what the answer would become in the end.
In the climax of the film, his chaotic inner world is suddenly visible as a clear lake: he wants to bury his soul. To be precise, it is to expose the secrets buried in the softest part of the heart, thereby washing one's soul, and completely redeeming one's soul. However, cleaning the soul requires removing layers of old scars. The heart-wrenching past came from his mouth like scenes of cups, and everyone's heart was full of cramps. In the audience, the expressions of contempt, teasing, and contempt became moving, and the eyes of everyone's attention were intertwined, and the atmosphere was extremely warm and harmonious.
Is the soul buried? No. He just dug it out from the deepest part of his heart. Although it has been dusty for a long time, the vague memory is broken and cannot piece together the intact soul, but it is still innocent and flawless. For a mistake 40 years ago, the stoic man suppressed his soul, abandoned all good things, and shattered all dreams. In the epitaph deep in the soul, the date of his birth and death is clearly written-on the day when Marty's sister unfortunately died, Felix's heart was already dead-the only period of his life Ji is to spend the maze with her. Although the bottom line of morality has long been touched to the edge of inescapability, his passionate affection is like a pile of burning "crackling" houses, which completely confused his will. , Smoothed his fighting spirit, ravaged the body of his soul indiscriminately, and then threw the scattered body, skin, hair, and white bones into the very edge of memory.
At the end of the classic movie, the coffin containing Felix's body was slowly put into the tomb, but the expressions of everyone were extraordinarily calm. What was actually buried seemed to be a mixture of three souls: the once handsome young Felix. Bush, the indifferent and unruly crazy old man Felix. Bush and the climax part of Felix choked up several times because of the monologue, but finally let go of it. Bush. They were buried one after another, and then excavated after several twists and turns, and finally, when the dust settled, they returned to the nothingness before their birth with their owner, Felix. At the top of the blue sky, old Felix held Mattie's sister in his left hand and Grace, the mule in his right. At that moment, God laughed too.
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