A crush, called Paro and Dev. The childhood sweethearts, did not spend the era of fresh clothes and angry horses together, but traversed the ten years of their lives, waiting. He was studying in London, and she was drenched in tears reading his letters.
When spring does not rise, it is auspicious, and when autumn is dead, it is cold and burning. Another love tragedy under the influence of the concept of going out. Bollywood images are bright in color, accompanied by singing and dancing. The red Yan Ran is like the sun in winter, clean but unable to take it easy, only fiery burning, scorching like fire, emitting light and heat. Like meteors in the sky, sprinkled into rivers and mountains, infiltrating and mottled in the grief and sorrow.
His parents couldn't accept a poor woman marrying into the landlord class, so what if her mother was proud? Using razor-sharp words to gain the right to speak is the director and the screenwriter who use the human beetle to pierce the hazy patriarchy and challenge the sheepish and tiger-skinned and hypocritical view. Paro's mother said that she must marry her daughter into a wealthier family. Although there is a family's vanity, but for a heartbroken mother, it is a kind of upholding human dignity.
Paro is married to the aristocracy, but she is not happy. Dev's love was flashing, and he smashed Paro's forehead with a pearl necklace for that mottled mark and self-possession. At this moment in his life, there is a confidante who was born in a brothel, and Yayun is as proud as Palo. So they confronted the broken moral society with the pinnacle of abnormal humanity.
The history of morality is the history of the blood-washing of human beings by moralists and slaves. In the waning spring, in the feasting and feasting, what exists is actually the rumination of folk culture, the passion of the vitality of the mountains and rivers. Dev also fell in love with this brothel woman, which is a kind of disgust for the flashy survival cage, and praise for the lingering and endless love of human nature.
He had said that he would definitely meet Paro before he died. By the time he came to her door, Dev was dying. And when Palo knew about it, he dragged his long clothes and danced among the gatekeepers like a flower of peerless beauty in shackles. When she came to the door, her eyes were filled with mournful tears, and the commander of her husband's family had already ordered the door to be closed.
To sacrifice a crude and vigorous will with life! The hot heart oozes blood, but what is especially unforgettable is the unforgettable love. From the moment he fell in love with the brothel girl, the little love sublimated into the great love of the universe, sublimated into the most affectionate love for all things in the world. Life and death are bound together, and you will be happy with your son. If you can't hold your hand and grow old together with your son, then you will be like a moth flying into a fire and never look back.
The old-fashioned soul despises the lofty and refined sentimentalism, but the beautiful singing and dancing entertaining disposition is blocked by the powerful people in power, any superficial voice and public opinion cannot block the innate love, everything is shaking between withering Heaven and earth, the meaning of life and death surrounds the meaning of life and death.
Think of the Japanese director Kobayashi Masaki's "The Sword of Death", the filming is subtle and restrained, and the rendering of the atmosphere relies on the virtuousness and beauty of the heroine. However, "Bollywood Life and Death" uses more vivid colors and more saturated characters to interweave a passionate drama of "there is nothing to escape, not to be swallowed by impermanence".
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