Alphabet, a beautiful female nurse, a friend who was hurt by mistake, a wife and child who cherished her life, a woman who waited every day but never had the courage to come, an old father sobbing on the phone. Bobby used the only active left eye to release his soul trapped in a diving bell and a butterfly-like free and invisible mood, so he "dictated" a book, dedicated to the love that was once neglected and still persists. Heart.
Director Julian Schnabel’s identity as a painter seems to be a self-evident footnote to the aesthetic language of the lens. His work was nominated for this year’s Oscar for the best adapted screenplay and best photography. I personally think that he deserves his name, and he deserves to be a winner. Slowly flowing into the verdant banks of the river, after every light and dark curtain drew the sunlight, at the moment Bobby's eyes blinked again and again.
I love you, it is a pity that I became a diving bell, and I am still an unfettered butterfly flying around you, even though my thoughts are like a sailor looking back at the river bank, drifting away.
So Bobby's life was submerged after two years of persistence. Fortunately, his left eye left him the only blessing in his life-a book called "Diving Bell and Butterflies".
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