Can you just give up the treatment of that damned useless man and go for a run with him instead?
Can he be banned from diving?
Can we spend more time together?
Can you say one more word?
Can you watch him smile a little more?
Can time stop at the moment he goes out?
Huge injuries always come more suddenly than we expect.
The protagonist of the film, the father of the bereaved son, is the director himself. As a psychiatrist, he listens to the sufferings of others every day: expressionless, hysterical, unstoppable, and endless. He listened because he had a full life: the kind where he drove the car, with his beautiful wife by his hand, and his healthy children in the back seat who would sing and laugh to the melody he hummed. The son is his little self, another of his dreams, a beautiful dream that is about to come true, with any possible happiness in the future. Only death is one of the possibilities. He could no longer be a doctor, and he was afraid to lean in the face of a patient who indirectly caused his son's death. He kept repeating if he could. He was carrying a heavy yoke of self-blame.
Son's music, his writing, his breath, everything as if he was still here, his hair on the pillow, his smell, even his dander in the closet, his sweat on the towel. The book is still here, waiting for him to turn it. But he never came back.
When a person dies, sitting in his room, there will be countless little him around.
The never-before-seen girlfriend also carries another little him, one they don't know. This family seems to have discovered a letter from a forgotten son, surprised and delighted, cautious, full of hope, finally meeting her, complicated emotions, attentive to her, let me see the shadow of my parents, always have a kind of child Inexplicable love house and black emotion. After the girl was finally sent away, the time at the beach seemed like a little relief from a difficult time - life still has to go on, the pain we can't bear, let it accompany us in our life.
Father's pain is very different from mother's. He can't stop crying. He won't relieve the pain by narrating it over and over again. His cries are all open mouth and heartbreaking.
Once again: This is a heartbreaking movie. I first heard it on the 2003 Spring Festival Gala and CCTV6's 2002 World Movie Tour. I bought a DVD from Zhuoyue in my freshman year, but I couldn't forget it for a long time. The Palme d'Or is well deserved.
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