The Red of the Blue-White-Red Trilogy

One of the trilogy's favorites, that year I went to Venice, I went to Berlin, I went to Cannes, only the red didn't win the prize, and the Palme d'Or seemed to give [pulp fiction] that year, but that didn't stop me from seeing it as the best of the trilogy, and it was so beautiful to rewatch it on the big screen. Different from the cool tone of , red is warm, the director in this film to show the mysticism to the extreme, in daily life people continue to meet and miss without self-awareness, but in fact, everyone's behavior affects others, and finally under the pull of fate, they come together, full of oriental metaphysics. Although I have seen it many times, this re-viewing on the big screen still found many details that I had not noticed before, such as the young judge and the old judge who had to abandon their dogs, both of them had watched Valentine's poster at the intersection and forgot to drive the horn of the car behind, and one thing was finally affirmed: the old judge was in love with the heroine.