最爱是谁

P told me I was in her dream. She was in mine as well.

Saw two movies, both about love but with very different takes.

Amores Perros, which roughly translates into "love's a bitch," is a montage of human desires, loss, and redemption. A young guy lusts after his sister-in-law and tries to elope with her; she cheats with him, but eventually chooses not to go down that road. Even after a horrible car accident and his brother's death, he still insists and, in reaction to his insolence, she says: "you still don't get it, do you?"

A supermodel becomes crippled in a car accident and together with her husband has to deal with the aftermath. Their relationship is on the brink of collapse, but they try hard to cope and seem to have finally found the strength to carry on after the recover of their dog and the loss of her leg to amputation. Life is never easy, but people cope.

An ex-radical who had been shunned by his family, which he loves dearly, is now a hitman, but he also becomes attached to his many dogs. He takes away lives, but one day saves a wounded dog, who turns out to be a killer. In a moment of rage, he is about to but decides not to kill it. And in that choice of mercy, he finds relief.

The next film Joshua is a much darker and bleaker take on love, epitomized by the main character, a 9-year-old boy, who stuns his father by saying: "you don't have to love me. It's not like there is a rule." It challenges the viewer of taking things for granted and how human emotions can interact to produce disastrous consequences.

I would suggest viewers not to see Joshua unless you really want to be depressed. If you see it, make sure you have an anti-dote movie to reinvigorate your faith in the ability of humans to overcome inner demons and be better.