英国(guó )内战(🤹)(zhàn )期(🥉)间,交战(💼)双(shuāng )方士兵发现(xià(📧)n )他们(men )陷入一(🥠)片被女(nǚ )巫控制的(🗄)森(sēn )林之(zhī(❌) )中
青年画家岸(àn )春(😥)自小在内(nè(✖)i )蒙古长(📝)大,当地的(de )风土人情(➖)造(zà(💋)o )就了他(😿)的艺术才华(huá )。然而(👬)在他(🎠)(tā )的内(⛲)心一直有着一(yī )块(📗)难以抚平(pí(🗞)ng )的伤痕,过早(zǎo )缺失(🚞)(shī )的母爱让(🔏)这(zhè )位(🛎)人前光鲜的(🕊)(de )艺术(shù(🐚) )家在(⤴)情感里(🤩)(lǐ )陷(xiàn )入迷失,常(chá(📨)ng )以酒(🕚)(jiǔ )精为(🆚)伴麻醉自(zì )我。当受(🚳)一(yī )位蒙(mé(🥇)ng )古老人所托,为他英(💻)年早(zǎo )逝的(🚁)(de )母亲画一幅肖(xiāo )像(🛷),这个母(mǔ )亲(⛅)的肖像(👭)却怎么都(dōu )画不出(🚐)神。对(👳)于母爱(😔)缺少感触(chù )与理解(🚼),成(chéng )了他无(🔤)法落笔的难(nán )题。心(😎)烦意(yì )乱之(🔠)时,岸春遇到(dào )了单(📣)身妈妈(mā )如(💤)西,如西(💈)和(hé )儿子(zǐ(🏴) )的温情(♍)不仅(📬)(jǐn )让他(🦅)感受到母(mǔ )爱的(de )温(🕊)暖也(😬)让他(tā(💫) )找(zhǎo )寻到了爱情(qí(🗃)ng )的味(wèi )道。但(♟)是,母(mǔ )亲到底为什(🎫)(shí )么会(huì )从(😘)小抛弃自己(jǐ ),在日(🎣)日夜(yè )夜的(⛳)(de )叩问中(🌑),也在(zài )如西的介入(🔰)(rù )下(🦀),似乎有(🆔)了意想(xiǎng )不到的答(🏼)案(àn ),岸春也(🐬)踏上寻母(mǔ )之路。母(👑)亲(qīn )的肖像(👐)到底能否兑(duì )现给(💌)蒙古老(lǎo )人(🚨)的期盼(👨)?岁月里(lǐ(💻) )母爱的(👞)真相(🥓)(xiàng )会怎(🏣)样揭开?原来(lái ),岸(🥙)春的(👼)母(mǔ )亲(🔦)一直以一个(gè )特殊(🗾)(shū )的身份出(⬇)现(xiàn )在(zài )他的生活(🥟)里(lǐ )!面(miàn )对(🍘)时间、面对(duì )生命(🐦)的脆弱(📐)(ruò )多(🎌)变(biàn ),只(🔁)想向岁月(yuè )祈求,时(🌡)光(guā(🐸)ng )你慢(mà(🍺)n )些走,让儿子(zǐ )还能(🥞)记下母(mǔ )亲(🌈)的容颜......
年輕媽媽(mā(🐖) )凱西為了逃(🕦)(táo )離家暴的陰影,帶(🎁)(dài )著三個小(❄)孩(hái )住(🖼)進了一幢舊(🎐)屋。原本(🎨)以為(😑)這(zhè )會(😣)是破碎家庭的避(bì(🥛) )風港(😦),沒料(lià(🎱)o )到入住之後,才是(shì(💽) )一連串心神(🧑)(shén )不寧的開始。
Varun and Bhanu, both from different worlds, face challenges in their relationship.
隔壁(🕉)(bì )住的三个(🐗)半熟(shú )女似乎偷偷(🐴)(tōu )的在(🐚)(zài )各(🛢)自房间(💐)做着(zhe )不可告人的(de )囧(🙌)事(shì(⛵) ),而这些(🕗)是石(shí )头没日没夜(🏀)(yè )偷窥(kuī )得(🕓)出的结论。深知一人(🦁)技(jì )薄的石(🍭)头为了满足(zú )好奇(🔇),挖掘(jué )更多(🦏)半熟女(🗽)们的私(sī )生(🌬)活,拉拢(🌯)(lǒng )室(👻)友钱芳(🎀)和柳木加(jiā )入,三个(🐎)冲(chō(💐)ng )动期的(🎈)屌丝男面对(duì )隔壁(🆙)的长腿(tuǐ )姐(🕌)姐、知性御(yù )姐和(🆎)(hé )甜美萝莉(➕),引发出了一连(lián )串(🔠)让(ràng )人(🗂)脸红(🎧)的尴尬(✏)(gà )囧事。
Two women spend a weekend together at the North Sea. Walks on the beach, fish buns at a snack stand, mobile weather forecasts. Sky, horizon, water. One of them will soon return to her family in Argentina while the other one will try to come a step closer to the ocean. She travels to the Caribbean and the foreign makes her vulnerable. Then, the land is out of sight. On a sailing vessel she crosses the Atlantic Ocean. One wave follows the other, they never resemble. Thoughts go astray, time leaves the beaten track and the swell lulls to deep sleep. The sea takes over the narration. And when the other one reappears in it, the wind is still in her hair while the ground beneath her feet is solid. She returns and the one of them could ask: "Have you changed?