"The Wall Flower" Is love a kind of poison that never ends?

Truffaut passed away too early. His last work was filmed in 1984. Although he has been shining through the ages in the history of film and is a master figure, in one of the few film shops in Zhoushan, However, it is difficult to find his works. Online shopping has broadened my space for searching for films. "Flowers on the Wall" purchased on Taobao was taken in 1981 and is his second work in his later years. I think it is impossible for me to exhaust all his works. films, but the master's later works must be very exciting. An accomplished director may have lost the innovative impulse in his youth in his later years, but his skills and ideas have matured day by day, and his unconstrained atmosphere is definitely not what he had when he first debuted. The works can't be compared. So I respectfully put this work into the CD player. Calm down and listen carefully to how this master who died young used the language of the camera to gently and repeatedly explain the desire and misery of life in his unique way. But unfortunately this movie gave me a very average feeling. Like many movies, this movie still tells the story of an unexpected instinctive impulse, and the subsequent repression and out-of-control madness of this instinctive impulse. The story is very cliche. What we hope for in the master is that he can see new ideas in this common theme and enjoy the surprise of turning decay into magic. However, this movie failed to capture the complex twists and turns of the characters' emotional changes under the dual oppression of morality and desire. The narrative structure of a single clue that naturally advances also made the entire movie look thin. The cinematography is quite average and there is nothing extraordinary about it. The director seems to rely solely on the ups and downs of the plot to maintain the audience's interest in watching the movie. However, in the end, the heroine shot her lover to death and then swallowed the gun to commit suicide after having physical pleasure. In the end, I felt that such an ending was forced on by the director, just to confirm his own understanding of life: love, desire, torture, entanglement, and murder. As the movie's protagonist says, love has a beginning, a climax, and an end. The world in Truffaut's eyes is so dark, so the ending of this movie is still a decisive death. Love cannot bring warmth, and desire can only lead to collapse. Truffaut's interpretation of life makes people collapse. At this point, I don’t dare to write it down anymore. Fans of this generation of film masters are all over the world. If I say this, I will definitely get a slap in the face. So I’ll say a few more words here. This blog is just my perception of a movie. The master’s works enjoy a high reputation around the world, so there must be a few brushes. My perception may not be correct or this movie just happens to be The most mediocre of the master's many works. In addition, I sang so enthusiastically at OK last night that I got home very late. It was about 12 o'clock after I finished showering. The dull narrative in the first half was finally defeated by the invasion of sleep, which forced me to cancel the game midway. I used my free time today to watch the second half. The second half was better than the first half, and the plot started to be delayed and twisty. The bleak ending was even more shocking but unconvincing to me. Is this mediocre work directly related to my disconnected viewing process? The only bright spot of the movie is the heroine Fanny Aldan, who has great acting skills and is very feminine. There is a wild impulse and something slender about her, mysterious, sexy and noble, which is fascinating. Truffaut lacked maternal love in his childhood, but he especially knew how to appreciate women as an adult.

Shortly after filming this movie, he married this beautiful woman back home. Three years later, Truffaut was diagnosed with a brain tumor and passed away in the warm embrace of this beautiful woman!