Maybe only at this time, looking at the past life, will I find that it is so messy, and now it seems so confused and overwhelmed.
We used to run all the time. It seems that something has been chasing us from behind, making us hurry up. Real, or imagined that there is such a devil. The past life was full of joy at first sight. People around you come and go, and you are facing a marriage that is not long or that has just had a newborn. There is no dullness, perhaps it should be said that it cannot be detected in that state. They hide under the floating, waiting for opportunities.
Perhaps only at this time, under the dark night sky in Tokyo, sitting alone on the windowsill looking at the lights of the city boredly, in the emptiness and boredom, the dullness that has been hidden for a long time in the heart will slowly emerge. She had always said she loved her when she slept on the bed, and at many critical moments, she moved her with the man snoring loudly on the bed. She listened to his occasional sentence to sleep impatiently, and sighed again in her heart.
Her changes will not be shown directly in front of her. She uses the only smile during the day to make men not worry about her. She hopes that someone can see it. How many times she has given you indirect hints, you have seen a little.
She was very helpless, and the confusion that surfaced became more and more.
Perhaps only at this time, when looking at the one who is smiling and flattering on the TV is not my own self, when suddenly awakened in the morning, when tossing and turning at night and unable to sleep, those small wounds that hurt in daily life, It started to ooze blood slowly. He still remembers his beautiful and lovely wife, and he also loves his innocent and lively children. What do you think, this must be a happy family.
But when did everyone start ignoring him? In order to make some money, he had to rely on this place to hide, like a tiger trapped in water, without any ability to move. He hoped in his heart, the life he wanted.
Many people see "Lost In Translation" and see that it is mainly a love story, and some people cry to death at the end. I can't say that I despise it, but I can't understand the source of that tear.
It's just a runaway, a spiritual rendezvous between two lost people on the run. They do not deliberately know each other's past, do not deliberately keep each other's future, still hide the small pain in their hearts, but completely enjoy the happiness of having a playmate in the escape. They just lost themselves under the free color.
At the end, I was relieved. When he saw her back in the crowd, I almost thought that it would be like a vulgar mainland movie. When she turned around and saw that it was really her, she replaced her expectations with layers of waves in her heart, and there was no way to say a single word.
Only hugs, only hugs.
What comes after the hug is the most beautiful relief, I just loved you, in this noisy city, behind the heavily made-up face, our two real souls once met here, I just loved you, my dearest stranger.
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