After Xu Fangfei watched it once, she couldn't help but go to the cinema to watch two more screenings.
After returning home, I began to organize my thoughts and write a movie review.
She really loves this movie. In these days, romance movies are no longer mainstream movies, but she always believes that romance movies will never go out of style.
It's just that most of today's romance films are all in the name of novelty, weirdness, money worship, etc., and they follow the routine of advancing with the times, but she doesn't like it, doesn't like this kind of love that is full of all kinds of impetuous things, She always felt that that was not the true beauty of love.
""If Love Is God's Will", I admit that I am a fan of this film, even if some of the plots do seem a bit cliché, but sometimes the older things are, the more interesting they are.
In this era when almost most people pursue individuality and disdain warmth, I still admit with shame my persistence and love for innocence. Unfortunately, under the deliberate manipulation of people's hearts, innocence and love are like the two sides of the same coin. Recently, it is difficult to distinguish the male from the male.
My love is often in vain. I don’t know when the love on the big screen began to be filled with all kinds of things that people can’t understand, such as cheating, money worship, sexual intercourse, etc., etc., it seems that without these, nothing will happen. Not popular enough, not up to date enough.
But as everyone knows, the truly beautiful love that exists in our desires is often the simplest and most innocent.
"If Love Has God's Will" makes up for this regret to a certain extent. It is a love note that weathers as soon as it is opened and exudes the fragrance of lilies. It combines all the elements of pure love, but it is not heartbreaking because of falsehood. A distaste for doubt.
In director Mu Qing's narration, first love should be like a paper plane flying past the window at dusk, white and light blue-grey, clean and confused, and the notes of the beating wings are balanced in the path of youthful sentimentality and ecstasy.
I think the artistic conception is just right. The lost love appears in Zhu Xi’s eyes, and the lost and ongoing love appears in our eyes. "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs." What does it matter? Anyway, we all love these beautiful and fresh moments equally. Anyway, we are all in the same moment and equally gorgeous. Whether you look at me or I look at you, whether it is the main thing to look at or to be appreciated, whether it is to be there or to feel the same, they are not important at all, okay? You just need to know that you smiled, so I laughed. Our smile makes people remember beauty and kindness.
Youth has the same color as the wet mountain forest, and is as moving as the raindrops stopping on the forehead. The years are delicate and easy to sort out, and everything is justified without a trace of fireworks. The pages at the beginning of the film are flying all over the sky, like thousands of dendrobium springs that have been accumulated in the chest for a long time. They are also like the fleeting time. Everything that has been solidified and buried is stirred up by the wind in that moment, and then a rainbow appears. , just like the beauty of love, just as unreachable as trying to get.
What I like is the love at first sight when Jun Ha and Zhu Xi meet for the first time. The youthful hormones burst out naturally. What I like is that they are in the river. Jun Ha scratches his head in embarrassment while the boat is not moving. What he likes is that they are in the heavy rain. She was eating melons under the melon shed and looking at the rainbow in the sky. What she liked most was that she was waiting for him to catch fireflies on the small wooden trestle. What she liked most was that he pressed the switch at the door of her house...
Oh, there is also the timeless chin-cradling gaze, longing for and fearing the thousands of iridescent colors in the blue sky, feeling as if you are out and yet in the midst of it, pigeons cooing under the vine leaves, maybe it is Not understanding humanity’s ultimate blind spot. To live for love, to die for love, to go crazy for love, and to be cold and cold for love, just one word has been practiced for thousands of years, and it seems that it will continue to continue.
It's obvious that you just eat one kind of raw material, but you still try to do it in various ways, even if it ends up being the same in the end.
The pigeons that were chased away from the windowsill will never understand that no matter how many times it rains, as long as the sky is still there, there will still be rainbows appearing, and there will always be no shortage of dazzled people watching the rainbows.
People don't care about the length of time, whether there are devout audiences, or whether they are just passers-by or hasty pedestrians. They don't even care that the only thing that has truly remained unchanged is the huge stage of the sky and the earth. As long as we still have hands and feet, and can laugh and cry, we are allowed to quietly participate in this dance, even if it is simple, has no music, is anticlimactic, or even ends abruptly.
"If Love Is Provided" is not so much a movie as it is a troubadour sung under the moonlight. The surge of music is like the full and vivid colors in a paint box. The complementary green, red, yellow, blue and white turn into smoke waves and a surge of emotions, quietly pushing the story to the climax.
Zhuxi and Zixi, mother and daughter, obviously have the same face, but there is no mistaking them.
The beads are elegant and poetic, coupled with the fresh and clear river, it has the beauty and wisdom of a valley oil painting. Their songs are full of laughter and sighs, graceful and touching. Whether it's the first gaze in the water, the resonance of exploring the haunted house, the silence of the melon shed in the rain, or the first burning heartbeat under the lamp, everything about him and her is beautiful. Not like the human world.
As long as ordinary people can appreciate any of these scenes, it may be enough to be moved, but every scene of them is so amazing. This fate is both accidental and destined, lucky and regretful. The flowers are full in spring, and when they reach the end, they can only flow away. Even if they can only part ways in the end, they once laughed loudly and cried happily, so it can be said that they have lived up to this life.
Compared to her elegant and picturesque mother, Zixi is straightforward and simple like a song, and she looks much more ordinary in the crowd.
She is the kind of girl next door who can be seen everywhere, but has her own little dreams and a unique and smart mind. Being naive and not aware of the pain, having a secret crush is already the biggest trouble. Silently paying attention to the handsome and tall prince in the drama club, implicit expressions, panicked concealment, and finally happiness and clarity. It is not as touching and euphemistic as a mother's love. At most, it cannot be said. It is broken before it is said, and the two hearts are united. . The most joyful thrill was running all the way in the rain, and the most beautiful moment was the kiss on the bridge under the moon. No more, otherwise you will lose it.
The love between mother and daughter was forged by rain. Junhe walked through the woods carrying Zhuxi on his back, and Shangming happily held up an umbrella for Zixi. They all reached quiet perfection by catching fireflies on a small bridge under the moon. climax. At that last moment, I really want to be grateful for the mercy of the years. Although fate has separated people who were supposed to be together, genes are very tenacious and they still have to remember the familiar trajectory of attraction and closeness. Even if they are separated ten thousand times, they will still meet ten thousand and one times.
In fact, I know that it is difficult for such feelings to exist in reality, but I can't help but be attracted to it. This kind of complex seems familiar, like being poisoned. Once it does happen, it's often so hesitant that you can't catch it. Doubt it is just another fearless hallucination. When people live, they have to compete with all kinds of things. The same goes for love, it also has its own life, but it often has to compete with misses, burnout, God's will, and death. If you fight, you will have a happy life. If you can't fight, it will be nothing more than seeing you next time.
Therefore, this story is not so much a record as it is a painting of a dream. Whether it is true or not is not its theme, it just wants you to laugh and then shed tears clearly.
A good movie is like life. You don’t expect everything, and not everything is a climax, but there will always be that second, when the high-pitched prologue ends, it will give you a heavy punch and make your The heart sheds a tear. For this tear, it can even be just a clear dream. "
