WhatisAngel?

Anangelisnotnecessarilypureorperfect.Themost,no,theonly,significantthing,shouldbeherheart.It’sthefirsttimeItook1hour41minuteswithoutanyinterruptiontowatchamovie,asilentmovie.And,itistotallyworthit.Withoutsound,withoutfantasticmoderntechnologies,nordazzlingcolorsdecors,ingeneral,nothingtoabstractmefromthebasicstorytelling.Everysubtlechangeonthecountenanceoftheactorandactress,whatthedirectorwantedtotellonaparticularshot,“enterherworldandfollowthepathofthemovie”,itwasdefinitelyanalittletiring(atsomepoints,painful)butstillenjoyablecourse.AboutthestoryandcharactersAngela,aself-redeemedangel.SheremindedmeofalecturewhenIwasincollege.Myphilosophyteacheroncesaid:It’snonsensetojudgeastudentgoodorbadnow,causenoneofyouhavebeentempted.You’rejustsittinginsideofthis“ivorytower”livingasimplelifeandjudgingtheoutsiderswithyourownimagination,forgranted.Onlyafteryouexperiencedthecomplexityandlivingpressureofthereallife,couldyoumakesuchjudgmentaboutyourselforothers.Someonesank;mostdrifted,yetafew,survivedandreachoutfortheshore.LikeAngela.Forcedbypoverty,shemadeashamedattemptandranawayfromthepunishmentshedeserved.Yet,shealwayskeptherfaith—principleforherself,hopeforlifeandlove,guiltyforwrong-did,believefortomorrow,and,forgivenesstotheothers.Wecouldtelltheseeasily,fromtheembarrassmentofhersolicitingattempt,herstickingtoseparatelivingbeforemarriage;herupsetpeeringatpolicemenduringhershow(whichdirectlyledtoheraccident);Shefoughtwithherfeartoworkhouseandshowedenormouscouragetoleaveatthatspecialday,despiteoftheloseofherloveandbrightfuturelifewithGino…Andatthatverymoment,theonlythingshewasworrying,wasnotherlife,butGino’s.Afterreleasedfromtheworkhouse,thereally“streetangel”askingherto“comedown,withme”,yetsherefusedandchoseherway,literally,thehighway.Atthattime,shebecameanangel.WhileforGino.Hehadbeenacoward.HeattractedbyAngela’shotappearanceandcharacter,andlivedwiththispureimageinhisimagination,totallyunabletoextricate.That’swhyhepaintedherwiththeVirgin’sfeeling.Heseesthroughher,however,hecouldonlyunderstandtheappearance,notherkindheartthatheshouldhavecherished.Whenfacingmisery,hecouldonlysolveitwithanger,withthedesireoftotalrejectionandperish.Heseemedtalented,wellmannered,considerate,likeanangel.Butwhatabouthisinside?Theselfishness,narrowandlimitedmind,washisonlyinner.Peoplefooledbythepainting,Idon’tknowwhatiftheyfoundoutthatthemodelforthat“preciousoldpainting”wasjustapoorcriminalgirl,howironic!!AstreetgirlcouldbeMonaLisa,withherpurestsmilethatlightupdirectlytoourdeepestemptiness.Everyonecouldbesublimedtoanangel,fortheforcewas,isandwillalwaysbedeepplantedinourheart.It’sjusttoopainfultoletitgrow.Poverty,orsufferingcouldchangeourlife,butthequalityoflife,happyormisery,arealwayschosenbyus,ourselves,only.