A poster of a nude woman is shown briefly on the wall. Her right breast is shown and not the whole poster.
A woman strips down to her underwear.

Helena kisses Fred as he dies.


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


I don’t know why I wrote about him? Maybe it’s because of such a brilliant smile at the last moment of life. His eyes look so good, when happiness and affection gradually stretch out in the smile. Just, it’s too late to fully bloom… It’s too late to wait until the harvest time, everything is too late… Life suddenly stops at the moment full of expectation, like ashes, which makes people sigh.

I don’t know why I wrote about him? When he appeared on the screen with a curly hair of light gold and almost silver and his scornful eyes narrowed. Because we are so different. I think, life should have a goal, all step by step, not as young, wasted and wasted as he is…

When we were very, very young, there was a song about youth. Its melody spread in the streets. A very vivid lyrics said, “I was hit by youth…” I remember when I asked my good friend why he was hit by youth? Instead of hitting her head or chest:) she smiled without answering. Now I finally know the answer. Only when youth hits you in such an uninhibited way can it move you. When you ridicule the world with a look of arrogance, only hate the sky and have high aspirations; When you say no to everything and don’t want to go with the world; When you and life, a sharp weapon with a heavy blade and no edge, fight tenaciously and lose the battle. You are indeed such a gesture, like youth – a free and uninhibited gesture. As the song says: “I was hit by youth / I smiled / I took a picture in ancient and modern times / oh… There is a long way to go in the world… I was hit by youth / I laughed so hard that the spring breeze shook me / shook me… I will burn my enthusiasm. Do you know / I was hit by youth / I twisted so much that I flew with the white clouds / floated ah floated ah / my love for you is as high as a mountain… I will embrace youth Really old “.

It is said that the subway in Paris is like an underground heart. Its blood vessels, such as networks and tentacles, extend to every corner of the city. The crowd from all directions surged in and out like water. No one would stop for a short time, and no one really paid attention to the dark world in the endless tunnel. There are so many marginal people outside the mainstream society, singers, drummers, tramps, thieves and flower sellers. They live underground, homeless and have no sunshine. A life without sunshine is not necessarily darker and sadder than a normal life. The silver haired boy jumped into the world and stirred up ripples in their original quiet life…

Fred is a game boy from the bottom of society. He likes to blow up safes, just because, as he said, “I hate safes. Blow up every one I see.” He was a snitch, free and light as a bird in the air. He could have lived happily in Paris or continued the game of cat and mouse with the police, like any snitch. It’s strange that he has too much love in his heart. He falls in love with the rich merchant’s beautiful wife. He explodes the rich merchant’s safe for nothing, just to see her again; He loved music. He robbed the cash of the money carrier just to hold a concert of his dream. He hid in the subway and fought against all kinds of people on the ground. He had a hazy love and inexplicable fear for the world; He ran all the way, but he didn’t know where the end was.

In her early years, ajani wrapped her frightening beauty in strange clothes and played Helen, the wife of a rich businessman. She didn’t love the young man because she was afraid of the unknown life; She loves the young man because she is as rebellious as him, has dreams and is afraid of the future. Helen looked for Fred in the subway. She was supposed to force him to hand over the information in the safe with a gun. After finding it, she sat with him and watched the fireworks all night. It’s not real fireworks, but fireworks made by people in the underground world with electric welding, Fred’s friends in roller skates and drummers. It was the only time they had a good time together. When Helen and the boy in roller skates danced with the music in the recorder in the underground square, Fred standing not far away looked at the beautiful woman he deeply loved, with tears in his eyes. The drummer came up to him and asked, “who is that woman?” Fred said, “Cinderella.” The drummer gestured, “there’s a pistol in your Cinderella handbag!” Fred smiled, “that’s her magic wand…” A naughty silver haired boy, quietly looking at his lover, is so affectionate. Without saying anything more, we can see why he insisted on hiding those important materials… The purpose of blackmail is so simple that I feel my tears are about to fall.

And the realization of the dream is so absurd. Fred worked hard to prepare the tramp band. When the black lead singer began to sing loudly while crying, the people around him were quiet and silent. The plot of Luc Besson’s early films always coincided with the music. The trickle flows out of my heart, passing through the tunnel like dark underground world and bringing warmth like sunshine. Yes, for people living on the edge of this, how humble and simple their requirements for life are! Just a little sunshine… As the flower seller once said to the silver haired boy, “there is no sunshine here, not at all. Isn’t it good to wake up and see the sunshine in the morning Everything slowed down in the music, leaving only Fred’s trance. In the illusion were his Helen and himself. She was the farthest and deepest blue starlight in his dream, and he sat by the starlight. Happiness doesn’t seem so far away…

This is a romantic and sad story, like a small flower bud trying to open in such absurd soil… Like the desire of people living underground for the sun, cut open Fred’s uninhibited and confused coat. He is just a child with such a little humble desire. He throws the chip of youth gently, and only scratches a flash in the wheel of fate, just like fireworks(

The concert in the subway pushed everything to a climax. She came against the crowded crowd, and the two looked for each other in the crowd. When he finally saw her, a smile filled his eyes, like spring flowers, slowly blooming… Time, time, how beautiful it would be if time could freeze at this moment! It seems that happiness always passes you by, but death follows. From the ecstasy of two people to the tearful separation of life and death, it is only a moment. Each close-up is so affectionate. We saw Fred’s ecstasy, being shot, his smile condensing, and then falling slowly… On the stage, he didn’t hesitate to rob the concert finally prepared, and he was in high spirits. He is the dream chaser who runs towards happiness. When happiness is close at hand, his dream is shattered and the world in the camera is gradually overturned… Just like Leon’s fatalistic tragedy in Luc Besson’s killer is not too cold ten years later… When he lay in Helen’s arms covered with blood and asked softly, “Helen, do you love me a little? She answered with tears for the first and last time. At the last moment, he still said goodbye to her calmly,” I’ll call you… ” Heartbreaking.

Luc Besson’s brilliant work in 1985. Now, after 20 years, looking back at the burning youth like moths, I feel that the years are getting old all at once…

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