Can't cut the shape of dream

Rating: 10/10 (30 March 2020)

This is a sad movie, destined to be a tragedy from the beginning. I don't often like to use the word doomed or be destined to. But you see, since Edward walked out of the castle, everything can only end in tragedy. Everything was full of metaphors, until I saw Edward cut his clothes with scissors in the end, it was like a complete metaphor.
I don't know what the director wants to express, but what I see in it is desolation, like a whole desert world. Can't bear a simple, pure Edward.
Edward had a lively arrival, everyone's eyes were eager and burning. Edward trims the manor for others, cuts incredible hairstyles for others, he does n't collect money, and he never does anything for it, he just likes it, he just wants to do it, using his scissors, It seems like this should be his born mission.
Lively parties, waiting in line, he thought he just made everyone happy, everyone was satisfied, and everyone accepted himself. As he listened to all kinds of compliments or satires, when his scissors hands were wearing a variety of vegetables standing next to the barbecue grill, when he barely pretended to smile very brightly in the crowd. The sun is shining and the sky is blue. He thought everything was beautiful.