I have seen it several times over the years, although sad but not sad, happy but not promiscuous, the trauma and frustrations of childhood are like that train, passing through the snow-capped forest, beeping forward, and eventually it will pass. Gemma will eventually grow up. But Ingmar's doubts about asking and answering the starry sky seem to have no answers at all, and she feels deeply pity for her puppy, constantly being abandoned and wandering. There has never been such a delicate expression of childhood loneliness in the film. growth experience. When her mother died, she showed that she had always understood Ingmar's intelligence and sensitivity, but most of the time she was stuck in her own predicament, leaving Ingmar only a few sparkling fragments, and Ingmar was left with the shadow of fear of being abandoned, but he needed to learn from the various people and things around him, to draw strength, and to come out. The child itself has vigorous vitality, but it is always a delicate flower that needs warm sunlight and moisture to nourish. In the warm town where my uncle lives, Ingmar said goodbye to the dog face. Over the years, I always feel comforted by the optimistic ending that children will always grow up, but I always feel the loneliness and disappointment in the process, which are always touched, like a grass, which has been growing tremblingly.
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