For Michelle's life experience, I also have a lot of empathy. That is the family. Michelle's mother cared about her harshly. Obviously reluctant to let her daughter suffer a little bit of hurt, but never knew that her own behavior is the biggest source of her pain. When Michelle's clothes were thrown into the trash can by her mother mercilessly, her mother commented that Michelle wore those clothes as "like a prostitute." Notice! How did the demon in Michelle's head insult her in the first place? It's a "prostitute". A girl who lives in a rigorous Catholic family (she didn't even dare to let her parents know if she had a boyfriend), her life really began after she entered college-take off her old-fashioned clothes, change her old-fashioned hairstyle, and Friends party, swim, and handsome boyfriends.
But one sentence of "prostitute" is enough to tear all the happiness apart.
Finally in the chapel, Michelle looked at her mother again and again, what is she expecting? I might feel the same way. She wanted to expect her mother to apologize to her, a look in her eyes, but her mother ignored her and sang poems intently. Finally Michelle ran out of the chapel unbearably, and cried on the bed when she returned home.
Everything she did seemed to be denied. Her mother seemed to only care about her body alive, but she wanted to drive her spirit to death. This is what I can feel from her perspective.
When Michelle was driven home by her boyfriend, she weakly accepted the food from her mother, and then spit up her mother's face like she was possessed by a demon, and started yelling and smashed. Something, crazy, the smile when she deliberately fell on her father before going upstairs! Only those who have experienced it can truly understand the feeling, what kind of anger is that, the anger seems to tear everything, the black dog hidden in the heart can drive ourselves to kill anyone, we become like ourselves, without fear, Desecrate anything.
Because no one understood her, they just asked her to see a doctor, take medicine, and pray, but they didn't want to hear what she said was blocking her. If these were useful, she would have been relieved long ago! She did it hard! Behind her, she was so numb that she couldn't feel her limbs, every dangling step and split mouth smile, reckless kisses and hugs, I have also felt that kind of feeling. With fireworks blooming in her mind, no one can shake her, all the words are like wind outside the glass window.
What happens when she calms down after the violence?
She apologized, she just believed more and more that she was possessed by the devil. She escaped, because her own strength could not save her. She hoped that the exorcism ceremony could save her-or that she had given up her life a long time ago and only hoped to go to heaven like a saint. I personally do not agree with the existence of demons. If demons exist, they just exist in her brain. Because I used to have similar situations often, I seemed to be controlled by something more powerful in my brain, my bottom line was cut, and killing seemed to be just something I could do easily. (Sounds a bit like a fine score)
Anyway, it’s a good-looking film, some of the soundtracks in it are not easy to find... I can’t find the band light of darkness anywhere.
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