So is this film.
I don't think it's a movie about freaks, and I don't think it's mocking the idea that the idea of a normal person is a whole bunch of shit in front of a born freak. It's just a different person. From the moment he was born, every knife engraved on his body by genes and time has shaped him into what he is now. What does it matter what Frank's real face looks like? Sorrow is as much.
People with similar life situations will come together naturally without excessive mutual compromise. Otherwise, there is only endless pain and constant messing up, either forcing others or wronging yourself.
But what if two very different people are forced to exist in the same space? Our family, school, work unit, and society are all like this. Probably the best way is to respect each other and leave enough space for each other. As long as it does not harm others, please allow other people's "differences" and face them calmly. This includes the difference from the lower end of the contempt chain, as well as the difference from the upper end of the contempt chain.
So Jon shouldn't force others to adapt to ordinary audiences, and it's pointless for Clara to look down on Jon because he's an ordinary person, at least they're helping you pay the rent.
Unfortunately, it seems that all of them, except Frank, like to use their own standards of life to match other people's lives. Such a development, if the ending is not torn, God can't stand it. So don't think that the knife barrel is abrupt, it's just too reasonable.
Seeing the back, Jon finds Frank, and Frank feels cold and warm when he sings "i love you all" to his freak friends instead of Jon.
Yeah, it's great that we're strangers again, not twisting ourselves to fit your orbit.
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