Many emotional WeChat official account articles have more or less appeared such a similar sentence: "Don't peek at each other's mobile phones between couples. This is not only to trust each other, but also to avoid trouble for yourself. If there is anything, do you pretend you don't know anything, or expose it on the spot? What will be the final result? "
The film "Perfect Stranger" is the original version of the recently released domestic film "Ring the bell". I haven't seen the ringtone yet, but I think Perfect Stranger is really a good movie worth spending money on.
The scene of the story is simple. The whole movie took place in a restaurant for three people. On this day, the couple invited their friends to have dinner with their lovers. The hostess at the dinner table suggested playing a game: everyone should take out their mobile phones and put them on the table. If there is any information or phone call during dinner, they should share it with everyone in public. Read the message and turn on the speaker when answering the phone.
In fact, everyone at the dinner table has their own little secrets. In this network age, everything we do can leave traces in the corner of this world, but many things here can't be known by people around us.
It is no exaggeration to say that the online world is enough to outline another us, the one that only we know, the most authentic, unreserved and even completely different from ourselves. Some people may know this side, perhaps the closest friends and family, perhaps just strangers on the internet.
This is why the so-called "digital heritage" has appeared in recent years. What will happen to WeChat, Alipay and Weibo after our death? Do our families have the right to know all the information about us online? These things are not only a memorial and comfort to the living, they do have great emotional value, but also a person's privacy and secret, even for the dead.
Seven people at the dinner table, each with his own worries, accepted the game. Some of them lied that their lover had a fever and couldn't come, but they were afraid to admit to their friends that they were gay. There is a newly married husband who is ready to have children with his wife, but he is cheating on his colleagues and having an affair with his friend's wife at the same time; Some carry cosmetic husbands to breast augmentation; Some people go to psychological counseling behind the back of a psychiatrist's wife; Some secretly find nursing homes for their mothers-in-law behind their husbands' backs and don't want to live with the elderly; Some are still in contact with ex-boyfriends; Some people chat with male netizens ... everyone has something unknown and everyone has something that others can't see.
Sometimes you have to leave some space for yourself, just like sometimes you have to deal with the relationship between good people. If they have nothing to do with each other, it's best not to forcibly pull your two good friends together, even if you think they will get along well.
There is a line in the movie: "The mobile phone is like the black box of our life, which stores everything about us." This is really true, just like the polite question that is often asked: "Don't turn your head when others show you the photos in the mobile phone album."
I may have been kidnapped by my cell phone myself. I will be very flustered if the mobile phone is not in my own hand, and I will be even more flustered if it is in someone else's hand. I always lean over to see what he's looking at. Whenever I see some of my little secrets, I will definitely cut off my mobile phone and never let it fall into his hands again.
Seeing that his new wife was angry, the husband hurried to catch up, but he took his wife's hand when he went out. That night they looked at the bright moonlight as if nothing had happened. Friends say goodbye to each other, and a person says to bring a lover next time and introduce it to everyone. ...
In the end, everyone didn't play games. "Everybody is well."
On the way home, the newlywed husband continued to send ambiguous messages to his friend's wife, and the lover called. The wife thought it was a colleague who begged her husband to be on duty outside working hours. At that moment, I thought the ending was really ironic, but after watching all the anger, tears, doubts, slamming the door, cursing and breaking up, I thought maybe this was the best ending.
The mobile phone carries so much that we don't know whether we are controlling it or it is controlling us. Looking back on the days when there were no mobile phones, we were the secret door. If we didn't tell them, no one would ever know. In the era of mobile phones, even the most familiar friends have become complete strangers.
I don't want to look at other people's mobile phones, which is also a kind of respect and protection.