The cameraman says a subtle joke about flirting an older woman.
A couple is about to kiss, but they stop.


A woman shows to her daughter several photographs of men who want to ask her hand in marriage.


Film review:Translated by www.rabudo-ru.com


In the 1975 film, Isabel ajani, who had just turned 19, stood on the beach, proudly held up her beautiful head, looked at the deepest and farthest in the sky, and read the words written in Adele Hugo’s diary when she left home 50 years ago: “thousands of mountains and rivers, thousands of mountains and rivers, to meet you, which only I can do!” The lens was fixed on the beautiful face that could fly over the meteor shower. In an instant, the surging feelings came from the picture, with great momentum and a huge roar, washing every corner of the soul. It was not the roar of the sea, but the girl’s endless love. Her love is a huge blooming ancient fireworks, which will always keep the beauty of the burst moment and will not go out. The world was almost broken in front of her. She didn’t dare to look directly, but she couldn’t restrain the trembling desire in her heart. She stared at her face and her eyes, allowing tears to fill the blue planet.

From France to Halifax to Barbados, she came all the way, lying, begging, crying, crazy, and tried every means to get a little attention and love from that man. As a result, he just despised her, despised her, insulted her, used her, and finally escaped from her. On the streets of Barbados, pinsong wanted to come forward and warn her not to entangle so much, but unexpectedly, Adele, who had been infatuated with him crazily, alienated her eyes, no longer greeted his every appearance with fanatical affection, and walked straight across the corner without any response. He was left standing there alone, at a loss. Once he was the one who was deeply loved and constantly pursued, but he despised this firm and persistent love and even had to be crushed and kicked away under his feet. Now when he really loses, he feels like he has lost something, as if he is the abandoned party. No one can pursue, wait and love him as ardently as Adele. Like al, a novelist in a letter from a strange woman, he was silently infatuated with the woman he never knew all his life, but he didn’t know about it. He ignored her again and again. Even if he had lived with her, he could pass by her without looking back. It was as easy as passing through a pool of sewage, but she always looked back and waited. Until one day death annihilated her waiting posture, she no longer had to be silent, no longer had to beg humbly. She used death to let him know that this deep and meaningful love he once owned, but did not cherish, and finally quietly lost, without any chance to retain. He was frightened and felt the emptiness of his heart. He was shocked by the enthusiasm of another century and could not calm down for a long time.

If love is about waiting, it is usually the one who falls in love who is waiting. Waiting makes people dare not move. The inadvertent one minute delay of the lover will make people anxious. The center of gravity of the world is completely tilted. It seems that it is all focused on the moment when he (she) appears. With full love, it is liberated from the out of control hesitation, “just like an arrow, it bears the tension of a bow, so as to surpass itself in the moment of shooting”. But sometimes it’s really hard to say who is the waiting party. It is precisely because she (he) is the waiting party and the party who pays all the enthusiasm that she (he) can decide to become the party who doesn’t wait at any time. Whether the princess and soldiers in the “Paradise cinema” or the romantic celebrities and prostitutes in Roland Barthes’s works, they all tell a common story: a man is infatuated with a woman, and the condition for her to promise this love is that he sits downstairs and waits for a hundred nights. On the 99th night, the man got up and left. The story ended abruptly. Even if it was not for the other viewers of the woman, they could easily feel the feeling of loss – huge enthusiasm slowly accumulated, and when it expanded to the maximum, it suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Who is the one waiting for love? Is it the recipient or the giver?

Love is an unpredictable existence. It is as high as the world. When it prays for love and attention, it has penetrated into each other’s blood. This pursuit itself is a kind of power. It shows its power only when it flies out of the bow string like an arrow that can never be recovered. Neither the French pinzonhe nor the novelist al realized how different the loved world was. The women who loved them created a secret and gentle world and sweetly melted their lives unconsciously. Even the afternoon sleep seemed to be so peaceful under some protection. Like the white rose that Al receives every birthday, it is a silent existence and dispensable decoration. It only occupies the living space of only one day a year in his life, but after it disappears, it beats his heart with continuous love to let him know how his life was filled and loved.

“When you feel longing, sing about the woman in love;

Because their famous passion is still not immortal. sing

Abandoned and miserable women (you almost envy them),

They can love more purely than those who are satisfied. “—— Rilke

Chiyoko Fujiwara in the Millennium actress (2001) interprets this unrequited love more purely and strongly. What she pursues all her life is not a person, but love itself. Just like her favorite lotus flower language “innocence”, the real pursuit of pure love makes her keep her heart pure forever. She didn’t sit there and wait for love sadly. She ran out bravely and never stopped pursuing. She can control the changing love and pay lasting enthusiasm, which is far more full of life power than those who enjoy the sweet wealth brought by love. As Anne Molo Lindbergh wrote, “love is a power, not a result, but a cause”.

When he was a girl, chiyoko met an injured and fleeing painter. He knocked her down in a hurry. Unprepared, she fell on the snow and fell into the sea of love that made her indulge in all her life. She just saw his half face covered by the brim of his hat and fell in love with him. His gentle whisper and the warmth of his palm made her wake up from an ignorant girl into a woman in an instant. She can’t classify him into any kind of person. For thousands of generations, he can’t be described in words. His face, appearance and tone are unique in the world. He is pure, beautiful and indestructible, which makes her open the infinite door of another world in the era of war. Before smelling the angelic breath, she was cowardly, timid and helpless, curled up in the cage of women in the society at that time. She can be any girl on the street, living a quiet life arranged by her mother. But in that barn, she hooked her finger with love and made a millennium oath: “I must meet you again!”

Since then, she bravely embarked on the journey of chasing love, ran to fate, and the rapidly retreating scenery set off her galloping hot heart. Go to Manchuria, run north, cross the times. As an actress, she has played girls, princesses, ninjas, prostitutes and scientists. In her works, she will always be the woman who is desperate and loves for love. On the crazy way of chasing love, she will also be confused, afraid and shrink back. She will always see the old man who stroked the spinning wheel of fate and cursed and said to her, “you will be burned by the fire of love forever. I hate you and love you at the same time.” Every time she gave up hope and pursuit, she could see the wheel of fate rolling over her body and weaving her unpredictable and unchangeable destiny. In her heart, she is not only afraid of fate, but also eager to embrace fate with open arms. It is not because of the existence of the so-called happiness, but because this fate makes her find that she is so close to eternity. Men, women, careers, desires, jealousies, even time, all bow to her because love can conquer everything.

Love can tolerate, believe, hope and endure, and “no amount of water can eliminate the hunger and thirst of love, even the flood can’t drown love” (song of Solomon). Love is not an image that you can see with your own eyes, nor a movement that you can hear with your own ears. Even if you close your eyes, cover your ears and escape to the end of the world, you still can’t calm the images and songs in your mind. As long as you stop running, it will impact your heart, tear your weak chest and erupt. You can never escape or turn a blind eye to love.

Although the loved ones are happy, they are a kind of happiness given. In the calm and pleasant threshing field of love, they lose the ability of love and can’t cry and laugh with all their heart. When love is far away, they can only be naked without love and find that they have nothing. No matter Ping song, Al, or the high spirited suitee, he thinks he has supreme power and eternal authority to control laughter and sadness, but he doesn’t think he is the one imprisoned by love on the throne. Those who are dedicated to passion, courage, pain and glory are the ones who are allowed to enter and leave the gate of love freely. The mysterious key can lead them to any capital they want to reach.

Love will never favor those who wait in place. Allan Poe once said: “to those who love me and I love; to those who are deeply experiencing, not those who are meditating; to all dreamers and those who have confidence in their dreams and take their dreams as the only reality…”. Yes, even if the Australian continent borders the African continent, the river begins to flow back, and the salmon run to the streets to sing, they still have to love and chase.

Because love never stops.

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