I watched this movie in two days, after reading Uncle Yu's film review. Ah, you really shouldn't read the movie reviews first, and then watch the movie, the fun of watching a movie is much less.
The reviewers thought the film was tragic and the protagonist was pitiful. Accompanying my mother, I occasionally lost my mother when I returned late. I thought this regret would accompany the whole play from beginning to end. But no, only the warm love of parents. As a mother, I don't want my son to accompany me like that. It's too hard and lonely. I want him to have a better life.
The scene where the three of them eat together in the film is very moving. Daddy Beetle puts Kubo on his shoulders. Kubo's smile reminds me of childhood memories. A happy and warm family. The mother as a monkey is more flexible than the human image, and is more protective of her son than her son protects her. It is really beautiful to use a piece of paper to describe the love between the two parents, and the heartbeat is only that moment. In the end, it was not the legendary armor that defeated the Moon God, but the three-stringed piano that united the family. In the end, Luna also returned to the old grandfather who knew nothing. The memory mentioned in the film is the proof of our existence. We are afraid of disappearing. The existence of memory is needed to prove that we are alive.
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