A feeling of being seen through, understood, and assimilated. The mother is a mother who has not grown up, a mother who does not know how to love and be loved. A daughter tried to save her mother with a physical illness, and spent the rest of her life lying in a hospital bed just to get the care and company of a mother’s love; a daughter lived well on the surface, but suffered from inner torment since she was a child, trying to live a good life, but the same is true I don't know what love is. I am Eva who never met Joseph, and my mother is Charlotte who has no talent but money. We haven't been in touch for many years, and I plan to go back to her this year. Anyway, let's establish contact first.
There is an episode of "Black Mirror" that says that in the future, there will be a technology that can unilaterally block people you don't like in reality. The most serious criminal law is not the death penalty, but forcibly shielding everyone, living in society but isolated from the world, which is more torture than death. The Buddha said that when two people met and knew each other, it was the result of passing by five hundred times in previous lives. At the end of Eva's letter to her mother, she said that she still wanted to live with her mother in love with each other, even if the mother came and they did not get along well this time, even if the mother left and abandoned them again, she still carried this belief, and has always been have.
As long as people are still alive, there is still time.
Kneel to Bergman's cinematic expression of the female psyche.
In the scene where Charlotte taught Eva to play the piano, Eva played for Charlotte to express her love for her, and she humbly asked Charlotte to express her admiration for her playing skills, while Charlotte Start teaching Eva like a piano teacher. Eva looked at Charlotte for a full minute or two, without a single line, her eyes were full of hate and love for Charlotte. I hate that she doesn't know how to love others, and she can't feel the love of others, like a beautiful cold stone statue. And this stone statue is his only mother. The mother who has been with her for decades since she was a child has given her life and the person who is most closely connected with her life. How could she not love her? Joseph next to him couldn't stand it any longer. He got up and walked to the window sill to get some air.
They lost sleep in the middle of the night, and Eva finally broke out under the influence of alcohol. Charlotte's eyes were red, and she finally realized how difficult the life she gave birth had been through in these decades. She blamed herself and felt guilty, but she didn't know what to do, so she was helpless.
The silence will be silent, the outbreak will explode. Everything is so right.
When I came to Charlotte lying down and recounted the scene, a face that was already very mature and even a little old, with red eyes expressing his immaturity, his willfulness, and his need to be loved. I thought if my mother knew how to express it like this, maybe this scene would appear in my real life.
Here Charlotte longs for Eva's touch or hug, but Eva never reaches out; there Helena rolls out of bed and struggles to climb out of the room, never so clearly shouting "Mom, come here!", the two shots alternate Several times, poking the heart and lungs. It's hard to say which of Eva and Helena loves mom Charlotte more. They both express their desire for maternal love in different ways. And Charlotte, who couldn't give, repeatedly escaped, which was repeatedly abandoned for the two children.
Charlotte looked at the lights and smoke of thousands of homes in the distance on the train, and felt that she was out of tune with it. She is on the road, always on the road. Although there is no shortage of men to accompany her with her charm, she has never found a shore to dock in her heart. He has lived for forty or fifty years, has a high-quality job, has a beautiful and charming person, has a house, a car, a daughter and a husband, but he is always a homeless person at heart.
What trapped Bai Suzhen was not the Leifeng Pagoda in Fahai, but the spell of eternal isolation. I left because I didn't want to continue hurting, but this way of leaving trapped me at the bottom of the tower. I really don't want to hurt any more, I still have a little kindness, please untie this bell and give me back my freedom.
8.5
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