整个片子,周迅看起来很疲惫,头发乱乱的,嘴唇紧紧的,握着方向盘的手硬硬的,好多时候像是在走神。我想我太能理解她的心情了,因为等待不是想象中那么撕心裂肺或者山花烂漫,等待是个体力活儿。打个比方,就像是给欠了债的地主扛的长工,只不过欠下的是情债罢了。朋友说没感觉,男朋友消失了四年,看不出李米有什么难过。我无法和她解释周迅演得多好,不曾站在原地守候的人,不会懂得站久了双腿都无法弯曲的滋味。 The whole film, Zhou Xun looks very tired, hair chaos, tight lips, holding the hand of the steering wheel hard, a lot of time like a god. I think I can understand her feelings too much, because waiting is not so pernicious or blooming imagination, waiting to be a manual labor. An analogy, like a long-term worker carried by a landowner who owes a debt, only owed money. My friend said no feeling, boyfriend disappeared for four years, Lee did not see any sad. I can not explain to her how good Zhou Xun played, who have not stood waiting, will not know how long standing legs can not bend the taste.