1306 alone
In a trance, the story formed a circle, and the exact same scene appeared at the beginning and end of the movie. The illusion of time travel made the audience fall into confusion and sluggishness, as if they were in a maze. After wandering for a long time, I finally returned to where I was..
Emily couldn't help but think of what LeVine said to Jane: It felt like a long time, but it was actually only a few days..
“You may have heard this one before. If a song is never new, but it is never out of date, it is a ballad." After the performance, LeVine joked to himself, causing rare laughter, " Okay, before I leave, one last song.”
The melodious and long melody, like the late autumn breeze, blows through the wilderness and jungle. The green gradually turns into yellow and red, and then slowly disappears all the colors and turns into a desert. The desolation after the life slowly withers away makes the world become more and more... It's bigger, but it's so empty that it makes people feel panicked, as if they can't find their place to stay, and they can't see the way forward..
“If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the rivers to pursue my true love. I wave goodbye, my love, and hope you will cherish it. There is a giant in my heart, tall and majestic, with a strong posture, like a cannonball. .Waving goodbye, my love, may you cherish it.”
LeVine sang loudly, carefully opening his heart, standing there, bidding farewell to the person he loved most deeply in his heart. The word "treasure" was far from being able to carry the weight of his heart. He could only watch the person leaving reluctantly. With his back, he silently sent his blessings; then turned around, alone, alone, and embarked on his own journey again..
There was a sense of sadness and loss in the hoarse lingering sound, and the slight bitterness hidden in it slowly spread out..
“At the dawn of dawn, the drizzle falls, and the sadness of farewell lingers in my heart. Wave goodbye, my beloved, wave goodbye.”
The unrestrained, unrestrained, and blooming singing voice was full of urgent desire and bone-chilling sincerity. LeVine closed his eyes selflessly and was completely immersed in the melody. Between his slightly frowning eyebrows, Showing both sadness and pain, in this moment, the emotional resonance between LeVine and the audience is once again connected.
“One morning in the future, not too far away, you will call my name and I will say goodbye..”
The gradually rising melody burst out in an instant, hitting the depths of her soul hard. Emily couldn't hold it back after all, and covered her cheeks with her hands, but the hot tears still penetrated through her fingers and slid down wantonly. The lingering sadness and confusion, the desolation and loneliness that have gone through vicissitudes of life, are so heavy that it makes people breathless..
He sang, "Wave goodbye, my love, wave goodbye.”
The story finally completed a circle. The opening melody and the ending song complemented each other, but were completely different, showing the vicissitudes of the world. Even if only a few days had passed, everything was still different after all. They finally heard the live version "Waving Goodbye", and they finally heard LeVine's solo version of "Waving Goodbye", but……
Emily knew that the former LeVine was dead forever. His passion and dreams, his desires and struggles all fell asleep with the death of Mike; now LeVine is trapped in place. , looking left and right, unable to find the direction, unable to see the future, feeling at a loss, walking alone with heavy steps and dragging my tired body..
He tried to find the one he loved, but ended up alone and wandering in the vicissitudes of life..
“If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the rivers to pursue my true love. I wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it..”
The bruised soul, bathed in the milky yellow light, was at a loss, disinterested, and lost..
“You and Mickey (Mike's nickname) used to sing this song together？”
“Yes.”
“Boy, you were a mess last night..”
“It's... I'm sorry, Papi, I'm an asshole.”
“I don't care, it's just music. One of your friends is in the back alley.”
It's the same conversation again, it's the same scene again, everything seems familiar, it seems that nothing has changed, but it seems that everything is different..
LeVine walked to the back alley, only to see Bob Dylan sitting on the stage, holding a guitar and singing in a low voice. A reporter from "Times" was sitting under the stage..
The person who came was still a western cowboy, and he still beat Lewin hard, and still left his figure behind and walked away. Lewin leaned at the entrance of the back alley, watching the figure leaving in a taxi, full of emotions. It was a tired face, outlines a shallow smile, and a trace of weariness and a trace of relief flashed in those eyes..
After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, going through vicissitudes of life, and going around in circles, he finally returned to the same place again, just like a joke, as if nothing had changed; but he knew that things were different after all, and he was now , truly alone, only myself left, embarking on the journey again.
No matter whether he is moving forward or backward, whether he is spinning in circles or not, he is still just a person after all..
A hint of loneliness flashed through those light brown eyes, and a bitter smile rippled gently in the light and shadow..
He said goodbye.
movie, end.
Emily Chen, however, had completely collapsed. She covered her cheeks firmly with her hands. Amidst Bob Dylan’s vicissitudes and sorrowful singing, tears fell freely and slowly seeped out from her fingers. The sadness that cannot be contained or expressed completely broke down all defenses, and I just cried loudly..
People have seen the bastard of LeVine, he is cynical, he is out of place, he is irresponsible, he is good for nothing, he is self-righteous; but people have not seen the vicissitudes of LeVine.
For his father's family affection, for Mike's friendship, and for Jane's love, the shackles and shackles of life are really too heavy, dragging him step by step into the abyss. His efforts and struggles, his persistence and resistance, but in the end Submerged by the torrent of the times, sitting penniless next to a garbage dump in the back alley of a bar, without even a winter coat in the ice and snow..
He sang loudly, "Wave goodbye, my love.”
At the end of the story, he still had nothing, as if nothing had changed; it was just that he had lost the passion and pride deep in his bones. No family affection, no friendship, no love, no dreams, no goals, no more Perseverance, there is no soul. He said, goodbye.
Emily cried so hard that she couldn't help herself and almost out of breath. It was the epitome of an era, the end of a period of life, the eulogy of a life, it was a story for losers, and it also belonged to real life. Everyone’s story, “Oh God, oh dear God.”
Steven Spielberg stood up, his eyes filled with crystal tears, but he didn't care at all. He just beat his hands vigorously, crazily, passionately, and persistently, and filled his chest with tears. All the turbulent emotions were vented, and the enthusiasm deep in his soul blossomed without reservation. He just applauded intently..
In that era of folk music, everyone was rushing into the music industry, and everyone was trying to be a part of it. With a guitar and a voice, you could stand on the stage, bathed in the spotlight, and enjoy Applause, as one of the Grovefiances' guests said, "I wish I were in your business. I mean, one hit song can solve all your problems.".”
But only very few people know that hidden behind ballads are the vicissitudes and bitterness of life. For some people, ballads are just a means to achieve success; but for LeVine, ballads carry the weight of the soul. Art and dreams were too heavy and too hot, burning all his enthusiasm and passion like a moth to a flame until it turned into ashes..
This is true for folk songs, so why not for movies？
This is a story of the times, but it is also a story of a loser. If LeVine is a loser, then Steven thinks he is also a complete loser..
Since the beginning of the Cannes Film Festival, everyone has loved "La Vie Adele". The call for the Palme d'Or has been heard endlessly, surrounding the entire small town inside and outside. Steven will not deny that it is a film A very, very good work; but personally, he prefers "drunken country folk songs", which hit the softest part of his heart and even shocked his soul..
As the chairman of the jury, Steven clearly knows that he cannot discuss his opinions on the work in any public forum, or even reveal the news at will in private. This is his responsibility; but after the film is over, he can send his own Applause, expressing inner admiration and joy in such the simplest and purest way.
God, how he loves movies..
“"Drunken Country Ballad" is that kind of work. Deep shock penetrates layer by layer, and delicate resonance slowly echoes, reawakening the passion deep in the soul. People can't help but be immersed in it, intoxicated by it, and crazy about it..
So, Steven stood up like this, ignoring anyone else, and got carried away and applauded.
Emily noticed the movement coming from around her, and raised her head reflexively. Through her hazy sight, she saw the white-haired but uncontrollably excited face, showing herself unabashedly like an old naughty child. The joys, sorrows and joys of the people, with the simplest and most practical actions, I would like to express my highest respect.
Subconsciously, Emily also stood up, waving her hands vigorously, and then she realized her embarrassment, and her face was a ball of tears, so she burst into tears and laughed, but then she recalled the last scene in the movie again. In one scene, those lonely and lonely eyes showed a tired and relieved smile after going through many vicissitudes of life, which hit the soft spot in my heart, and then I couldn't help but burst into tears again..
She was like a madman, crying and laughing, laughing and crying. Movies have such a magical power, telling the story of life and everyone's own story..
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