Chapter 1317 Beautiful Mind
On Monday, I go to work and have no love in my life.
Lack of sleep, inexplicable irritability, casually wearing a set of clothes to go out, no time to tie, wrong buttons, and even two socks are different.
When I went out, I found that the door of the car was severely exaggerated, and even the door panel was dented. It was considered a damage to the extent, and I was furious.
Anxiety and confusion surged in his chest, and finally he looked up at the sky and shouted silently.
I angrily headed to the train station, preparing to take the train to New York, but when I saw the platform opposite, I suddenly had a ridiculous idea——
How about not going to work today and heading to Montauk?
"2004, Valentine's Day.
Today is a holiday invented by the card company to make people sad on purpose.
I skipped work and took the train to Montauk. I don’t know why, I’m not an impulsive person, I guess it’s just that I woke up in the morning in a bad mood and I had to get my car fixed. ”
The beginning of the movie reveals a sense of chaos and sadness.
Watching the unshaven and untidy man running all the way in the train station, he squeezed into the train in the opposite direction at the last moment, leaving New York and heading to the end of Long Island to escape from the bad working life.
Logically speaking, you should be happy and carefree.
However, no.
The endless blue, the endless cold, and the whispering voices in the ears revealed deep fatigue and loss. There was no joy in skipping work and playing, but instead made people feel a deep sense of helplessness.
Seeing that slender figure walking on the beach where fine snow and strong winds intertwined, the audience sitting outdoors watching the movie in March in Manhattan at this moment completely felt the same way, and they could not help but shrink their necks.
You can also feel the biting cold immersively and simultaneously through the screen.
“The beach here is freezing cold.
Montauk in February is genius, Joel. ”
A self-deprecating sentence made complaints ring out at the door of Angelica Film Center:
"Exactly, Joel."
There was bustling laughter around, and now everyone knows the name of the actor:
Joel.
Sure enough, independent movies are different from commercial movies. The entire atmosphere and tone are all without exception. From the beginning, there are murmuring narrations and wandering like a wandering soul——
Same as "Elephant".
But the audience was all mentally prepared. They were not surprised at all by such an opening, and were even a little curious:
What’s next?
In romantic movies, the next step for the hero to deviate from his daily behavior is to meet the heroine.
But I don’t know if Charlie Kaufman’s brain is willing to follow the steps?
"How many pages were torn out?" Joel sat in front of a hut on the beach, opened the notepad and prepared to record his feelings, but found the torn pages, "I don't remember this."
"This is the first diary entry in two years."
A man skipped work to escape and actually sat on the edge of the beach writing a diary?
This... isn't romantic or chic. No wonder Focus Features has not promoted that this is a romantic movie. The male protagonist is so unattractive, even——
Cowardly.
Karen approached Blair gently and lowered her voice, "But if Anson is so cowardly, I can do it too."
Joel tried to play with the sand, but he didn't want to get his hands dirty, so he just fiddled with dead branches, which crackled into several pieces.
Then, a woman appeared on the beach——
Wearing an orange jacket and jeans, the whole person is wrapped up like a rice dumpling; but not surprisingly, it is indeed difficult for Montauk in February to look like a fashion runway.
The key point is that when a woman puts on her hood and tightens the hood string, she suddenly transforms into... a panda. Her green hair like weeds can be vaguely seen fluttering in the sea breeze, and her neck is tucked into her shoulders.
Just as men are useless, women don't seem to be any better. But Blair and Karen exchanged a glance, and they both knew what was going on. The hero and the heroine were about to meet, because the panda was Kate Winslet.
Even thinking about it with my knees, the two protagonists met.
However, it is slightly disappointing that Charlie Kaufman's wild imagination failed to work here. At present, it seems that it is still a standard Hollywood romantic love routine. Is this really the case?
Joel longs for a new relationship, but he is too timid and introverted to talk to strangers at all, not to mention taking the initiative to strike up a conversation, and is even avoiding it.
Joel avoided his eyes, avoided the other person, and left after a quick tour of the uninhabited villa next to the beach. However, he turned around and met again at the restaurant next to the train station. His waterweed-like hair was particularly eye-catching.
Joel couldn't help but look at her twice and noticed that she secretly poured strong liquor into her coffee and tasted the coffee with a satisfied look on her face.
The water grass head noticed his gaze, not only did he not avoid it, but he also looked at Joel calmly and generously, raised his glass, and took a sip with satisfaction.
Joel's heartbeat skipped a beat, and his eyes evaded in obvious panic.
"Why do I fall in love with every woman I meet?"
Joel couldn't understand himself either.
He tried to escape, tried to dodge, and didn't even dare to make eye contact; but his actions were too obvious, and instead the water grass head noticed him.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
She chased his gaze, but he retreated steadily, wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself.
After hurriedly getting in the car and secretly looking at the water plants halfway across the car, Joel took out his diary and sketched in it——
It's her.
With her orange coat and long green hair, you can tell it's her at a glance.
Joel was hiding in his own world, but he didn't expect that she would break in.
Seizing a gap, their eyes met inadvertently, and she took the initiative to say hello, "Hi."
Joel froze directly, "Sorry?"
She showed a big smile and said, "I am saying hello to you."
Joel: ..."Hi. Hello." He greeted in an extremely exaggerated and confusing way, just like Donald Duck. His shy and reserved look made the whole place burst into laughter.
Unexpectedly, Shui Caotou stood up directly, came to the row in front of Joel, and started chatting at a close distance, "Which stop are you going to?"
"Rockwell Center."
"Go away! Me too!"
"Really?"
"What is the probability of this?" Shui Caotou looked cheerful and bright. The frequency and emotional tension of the entire voice made it difficult for Joel to keep up. He was smiling and making many small movements. "Have we met?"
So direct?
Moreover, shouldn’t such clichéd pick-up lines usually be used by greasy middle-aged men to pick up women? Why is the position reversed now?
Joel blinked and panicked, like a woman who was accosted by a greasy middle-aged man but didn't know how to tell him to go away.
Shui Caotou thought about it seriously, "Have you ever bought books at Barnes & Noble?"
Joel nodded submissively, "Of course."
Shui Caotou's whole person suddenly brightened up, and he laughed happily, "That's right, I must have seen you! I have worked there for five years."
Instead, Joel was unsure, "If you worked there, I would probably remember you."
Shui Caotou smiled, "It's probably my hair. I keep changing the color of my hair, so you can't recognize me. It's called Ecstasy Green."
Joel: Laugh awkwardly but politely. Help.
(End of chapter)