After thinking about it for a long time, half a year has passed since I watched this film, but I decided to add a comment. When I watched it, I had a fever, not serious but uncomfortable, because I liked Depp or stayed up late to read the whole story. After watching it, you can say frankly that this is not an excellent film, and the reason for the postponement is obvious. The quality is not good, but I didn't expect it to be forgotten after so long.
This story, Russell's life, is like a serious illness. A sickness lasts for decades. It will not die of illness, but it continues to torment him. This illness is the truth. Russell is righteous and professional, but what he got is heart disease. Maybe he was looking for the truth for justice in the beginning, but in the end it was to save himself and save his sparse life. He failed because the story is true and there are no miracles. Like Jack, we explore Russell's story from the perspective of a third party, only to see a walking dead that is not as good as dead, using the search for the truth to paralyze ourselves and deceive ourselves that this broken life has meaning. He also knew that he was a clown in front of the system, but what was left besides insisting?
I seemed to see myself. From the end of the college entrance examination on June 8th last year, I was ill and fevered intermittently. I don't know why, but I went to have a blood test, and nothing was wrong. In fact, I may know why: I still cannot accept the fact that I failed the college entrance examination. The classmates went to a good school, but I can only stay in a bad school, as if my life has completely failed, there is no hope, no dream. Yes, this is like a serious illness, heart disease, tormenting me, I know I should no longer care about myself, but I can't stop, can't stop inferiority and self-sorrow.
When I finished watching this film, I suddenly understood that, like Russell, I am continuously investing in emotions for a fact that cannot be changed. But what did all this get? Endless exhaustion, stress, sadness, and eventually heart disease became a disease.
Russell finally died. And me? Is my life over? Isn't it time? I admit that I am a fragile person, but I am still not sluggish all the time. It can be said that this movie wakes me up and reminds me that I should watch it forward. Russell used his death to wake me up. This may be the trivial power of the movie. Trivial but important.
After that, I felt that I accepted my school, accepted my classmates, ended myself, and thought of ways to change my life in other ways. I will try my best.
It's been a whole year since the college entrance examination. Since yesterday, the high school students posted photos, celebrations, and memories. I didn't speak. Today, a college classmate said: Celebrate the first anniversary of not having to learn mathematics! I laughed and clicked like. I should have laughed, why should I not live happily with others?
I'm going to sleep, I think I should write down what I think. In any case, I can say that my illness is cured and I can move forward. Thanks to Depp for his perfect performance. Without his performance, this film would be useless. Thank you, Russell.
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