Chapter 1307

As like as two peas in a trance, the story formed a circle. The same scene appeared at the beginning and end of the movie. The illusion of time and space made the audience fall into a state of consternation and stupor. As if wandering in the labyrinth for a long time, it finally returned to its original place.

Emily couldn't help thinking of Levine's words to Jane: it's been a long time, but it's only a few days.

"You may have heard this before. If a song is never new, but never out of date, it's a folk song. " At the end of the performance, Levine joked to himself, causing a lot of laughter. "Well, before I leave, I'll do the last one."

Melodious and long melody, like the late autumn breeze, blowing through the wasteland and jungle, green gradually degenerates into yellow and red, and then slowly disappears all colors, and becomes a desolation. The bleak life after slowly withering, makes the world become bigger and bigger, but it is so empty that people feel flustered, as if they can not find their own foothold, also can not see the way forward.

"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the river and seek my true love. Wave goodbye, my love, take care of it. In my heart, there is a giant, tall and majestic, vigorous, like a shell. Wave goodbye, my love. Take care of it

Levine sang aloud, carefully opened his heart, stood in the same place, and bid farewell to the person he loved most deeply in his heart. A word of "treasure" was far from being able to bear the weight of his heart. He could only reluctantly watch the figure who left and silently send his blessing to him; And then turn around, alone, alone, to set foot on their own journey.

The curl of hoarse voice revealed a sense of sadness and loss, hidden in which the slightly bitter slowly dense open.

"The dawn, the dawn, the drizzle, the sadness of parting, haunts my heart. Wave goodbye, my love, wave goodbye. "

The song, which is unrestrained, wantonly publicized and wantonly blooming, is full of urgent desire and piercing sincerity. Levine selflessly closes his eyes and completely immerses himself in the melody. Between his frowning brows, he shows the sadness and pain. At this moment, the emotional resonance between Levine and the audience is connected again.

"One morning in the future, it won't be too far away, you will call my name, and I will say goodbye."

The gradually rising melody burst out in an instant and hit the soul hard. After all, Emily didn't hold back and covered her cheek with her hands. However, the hot tears still penetrated through her fingers and wantonly fell down. The lingering sadness and loss, the spirit and loneliness after all the vicissitudes, were breathless.

He sang, "wave goodbye, my love, wave goodbye."

The story has finally completed a circle. The melody at the beginning and the song at the end complement each other, but they are quite different, showing the vicissitudes of the world. Even after just a few days, everything is different after all. They finally heard the live version of "wave goodbye" and they finally heard Levine's solo version of "wave goodbye", but

Emily knew that Levine had died forever, his passion and dream, his desire and struggle, all fell asleep with Mike's death; Now Levine is trapped in the same place, looking left and right, unable to find the direction, also can not see the future, at a loss, walking with heavy steps, dragging tired body, walking alone.

He tried to find the one he loved, but he was alone in the vicissitudes.

"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the river and seek my true love. Wave goodbye, my love. Take care of it

The bruised soul, bathed in the cream light, was at a loss, listless and at a loss.

"Have you ever sung this song with Mickey?"

"Yes."

"Boy, you were such a mess last night."

"Yes... 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, it's the same scene, everything seems familiar, it seems that everything has not changed, but it seems that everything has changed.

Levine went to the back alley, but saw Bob Dylan sitting on the stage, holding a guitar, singing in a low voice“ The reporter from time magazine is sitting under the stage.

The visitor is still a western cowboy, still beat Levine hard, still leaving a back figure to go away. Levine relies on the entrance of the back lane, watching the back figure leaving by taxi, full of tired face, sketching a shallow smile, a trace of tiredness and relief flashed through his eyes.

After thousands of mountains and rivers, through the vicissitudes of life, he finally returned to the original place again, like a joke, it seems that nothing has changed; But he knew that things were different after all. Now, he was really alone, leaving only himself to set foot on the journey again.

Whether it's going forward or backward, whether it's going around or not, he's just a person after all.

That pair of light brown eyes flashed a lonely, bitter smile gently rippling in the light and shadow.

He said goodbye.

Movie, over.

Emily Chen has completely collapsed, her hands firmly covered her cheek. In Bob Dylan's sad song, tears wantonly fall down and slowly seep out from her fingers. The uncontrollable and inexpressible sadness completely defeated all the defense lines, just crying.

People see Levine's asshole. He's cynical, he's out of place, he's irresponsible, he's nothing, he's self righteous; But people did not see the vicissitudes of Levine.

For his father's affection, for Mike's friendship, for Jane's love, the shackles and shackles of life are too heavy, dragging him step by step to the abyss. His efforts and struggle, his persistence and struggle are finally drowned by the tide of the times, sitting penniless beside the garbage heap in the back lane of the bar, in the ice and snow, but not even a winter coat.

He sang aloud, "wave goodbye, my love."

At the end of the story, he still had nothing, as if nothing had changed; However, he lost his deep passion and pride. No family, no friendship, no love, no dream, no goal, no persistence, no soul. He said goodbye.

Emily cried so hard that she couldn't help herself that she was almost out of breath. It was the epitome of an era, the end of a period of life, the eulogy of a life, the story of a loser, and the story of everyone in real life, "Oh God, oh dear God."

Steven Spielberg stood up, his eyes full of crystal tears, but he didn't care at all. He just agitated his hands, crazily, enthusiastically and persistently. All the emotions in his chest were released, and the enthusiasm in his soul bloomed unreservedly. He just clapped attentively.

In the era of ballads, everyone flocked into the music industry, and everyone tried to be a part of it. A guitar and a voice could stand on the stage, bathed in the spotlight, and enjoyed applause. As the guests of the grovens said, "I wish I were in your business, I mean, One song can solve all the problems. "

But only a few people know that behind the ballads are the vicissitudes and bitterness of life. For some people, folk songs are just a means to achieve success; For Levine, ballad is an art and dream that carries the weight of the soul. It is too heavy and too hot. In a moth like way, it burns all his enthusiasm and passion until it turns to ashes.

This is true of ballads, but not of movies?

This is the story of an era, but it is also the story of a loser. If Levine is a failure, Steven thinks he is also a complete failure.

Since the Cannes Film Festival began, everyone likes "Adele's life". The voice of Palmetto has been heard all the time. It has surrounded the whole small city in and out. Steven will not deny that it is a very, very excellent work; But as far as he is concerned, he prefers "drunken folk songs", which hit the softest part of his heart, even his soul.

As the chairman of the jury, Steven clearly knows that he can't discuss the views of the work in any public place, or even disclose the information in private. This is his duty; But after the movie, he can give his own applause to express his admiration and joy in the simplest and purest way.

God, how much he loves movies.

"Drunken ballad" is such a work. It is deeply shocked, permeated layer upon layer, and the delicate resonance reverberates slowly. It reawakes the passion in the soul, which makes people unable to extricate themselves from being immersed in it, intoxicated and crazy.

So Steven stood up, ignored anyone else, and gave a heartless applause.

Emily was aware of the movement around her. She raised her head reflexively. Through her hazy eyes, she could see the white haired but excited face. Like an old urchin, she showed her joys, sorrows and joys with the simplest and most practical actions and gave her high respect.

Subconsciously, Emily also stood up and agitated her hands. Then she realized her embarrassment. Her tears were all over her face, so she burst into tears and laughed. But then she recalled the last scene of the movie again. Her lonely eyes showed a tired and relieved smile after the vicissitudes of life, Hit the soft part of my heart hard, and then I can't help crying again.

She was like a madman, crying and laughing, laughing and crying. Film has such a magical power, telling the story of life, but also about everyone's own story.