The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1326 Repeating the Mistakes of the Past
One comes, one goes.

The concise dialogues contain a huge amount of information. Just like Charlie Kaufman's previous works, you may not be able to fully understand the movie even if you pay full attention.

in front of you!

Every word of dialogue between Joel and Clementine is thunderous——

A hypothesis is that if Joel had taken the initiative to pursue Clementine, and Clementine had drawn a line and made her position clear, then Joel's accusation that Clementine had "seduced" him with alcohol and had affairs with other women with alcohol would have been too hurtful and outrageous, and would have completely reversed the position of this relationship.

Originally, the audience's inner balance is inclined towards Joel. It's not that they agree with Joel, but the Joel presented in the movie is sensitive and fragile, introverted and reserved. He is completely attracted to Clementine, who is as blazing as a flame, and is in a passive position in this relationship.

So, when cracks appeared in this relationship, even though those disagreements, disputes and contradictions were completely familiar and it was no one's fault; but subconsciously, she still tended to be more inclined towards Joel, because from beginning to end, it was Clementine who held the initiative.

However, now?

Completely overturn all speculation, just like Dr. Howard and Mary.

Humans, after all, are visual animals, and we tend to believe what we see with our own eyes.

At the same time, humans are selfish and lazy animals. They often look at things from their own perspective and lack the enthusiasm and initiative to explore the truth beneath the surface.

In an emotional relationship, things are never that simple; moreover, right and wrong should never be borne by one person alone. This is a duet and a partner is required to dance together.

Clementine is still the same Clementine, free and easy, straightforward, frank, and passionate. She stands in front of Joel without any restraint or shyness.

"If you want to be with me, be with me," she said.

Joel followed Clementine's gaze closely, "Okay."

He agreed.

However, Clementine was not ecstatic, nor did she rush towards Joel like a moth to a flame. She remained calm, composed, and smiling.

"Men always like to objectify me. I can make them whole, I can make them alive, but I'm just a messed up girl trying to find inner peace."

"Don't take me as yours."

Joel followed Clementine the whole time, lowering his voice and raising the corners of his mouth slightly, "I will remember this speech."

Clementine stopped as she was about to pass by Joel, raised her head and looked up at Joel, carefully examining him, the smile on her lips gradually blooming, "I see through you, right?"

A smile flashed in Joel's eyes, "I see through all of humanity."

Clementine, "Hmm, maybe."

Joel, "I still think you can save me. Even after what happened."

Clementine raised her right hand and gently stroked Joel's cheek with a loving expression, "I know."

Joel stared at Clementine quietly, his eyes fixed on her, a hint of sadness in his expression, his lips almost touching her forehead as he spoke softly.

"If we could start over, things would be different."

It turns out this is still Joel's brain.

It turns out that this is still Joel and Clementine's escape, and Dr. Howard's action of erasing their memories has reached the time when the two first met.

It turns out that all this is just a replay of Joel and Clementine's second encounter.

This conversation may not be what the two people talked about at the beginning - maybe it is, but Joel knows clearly what happened afterwards, and he also knows clearly that he hurt Clementine, which makes this conversation full of sadness and bitterness.

Those sighs and helplessness gently linger on the tip of the tongue.

Clementine - or rather the Clementine imagined by Joel's brain, the Clementine in Joel's memory, looked up at herself in Joel's pupils.

"Remember me." "Do your best. Maybe we can start over."

she says.

But the next second, she disappeared. Dr. Howard was erasing his memories faster and faster.

Humans are always like this, habitually assuming that every failure makes us wiser, and we will not make the same mistake again after learning from our experience.

However, is this really the case?
Why is it that in reality, once the wound has healed, the pain is forgotten, and we repeat our mistakes again and again, paying for our own stupidity and continually falling into the traps we have dug?
So, if we start over, can things really be different? Can we really write a new story by completely erasing our mistakes and starting over?
Joel stood there in a daze, the confusion and hesitation in his eyes inadvertently swaying gently in the gradually dimming lights of the bookstore.

A glance drags the audience at the center of Angelica's film into a whirlpool of thoughts, with right and wrong, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness constantly pulling at them.

Even the beating of the heart became lighter and slower.

Crash, crash.

There was a rummaging through of boxes and drawers, and documents were scattered all over the floor, as if the Barnes & Noble bookstore was being robbed; but when the camera turned, it was found that it was Mary.

Instead of going home, Mary went to the Oblivion Clinic to look through the files.

She found it, found her own file, played the tape of her conversation with Dr. Howard, and listened to her own frustrated and sad voice.

"...I fell in love with you at first sight. You have absolutely no idea about me. I like that."

"When I first talked to you, I stuttered; but I wanted you to think I was smart. I couldn't wait to come to work, and I even fantasized about marrying you and having children in my mind."

"Oh, Howard, I can't help it."

On the desk, a ray of light from the desk lamp fell lightly and fragilely on her cheek. Mary squatted on the ground weakly, curled up into a ball, hugged her knees tightly with all her strength, but still trembled slightly uncontrollably.

The darkness surging from all directions was swallowing her up bit by bit.

However, she was powerless to resist.

The camera turned, Kelly and Rob appeared, and Montauk Beach appeared——

That party!

The party that Naomi didn't go to but Joel still decided to attend with his friends, the party where Joel and Clementine met for the first time!
Sure enough, Joel's narration came to my ears, sounding vicissitudes and bitter.

“That was the day we met.”

"You were at the beach, and I saw you from a distance, and I remember being attracted to you."

"I think, this is too weird, right? I fell in love with your back?"

"You wore that orange jacket, and you wore it so often that I eventually started to hate it."

Clementine showed up.

Huh!
There were a few occasional exclamations at the Angelica Film Center, including Blair's.

Blair saw it immediately: the blue hair.

Not green, not orange, not red, but blue.

Everything is just as Blair thought. The hair color is the way to distinguish the timelines, and Joel's dress and appearance, all the details are playing a role with function. Behind the seemingly chaotic timeline is actually neatly arranged in an orderly manner, just waiting for the audience to regain order.

Like a Rubik's Cube.

(End of this chapter)