MOVIE REVIEWS :THE KID WITH A BIKE

Cyril, an eleven-year-old boy who lives in an orphanage. The boy escapes and repeats rumors while waiting anxiously for his father's reunion, but soon finds out that his father has sold the bicycle he treasured, and at the same time abandoned him. Meanwhile, Samantha, the owner of a local hairdresser, runs into Cyril and takes on the role of a foster mother herself. Samantha wraps Cyril, who is stained with an indelible wound, warmly, but cannot easily build a bond because she keeps trying to get away with it. Taking advantage of this, Wes, a delinquent teenager, approaches Cyril and teaches theft. Cyril feels a blind affection for Wes, who approaches him at his eye level regardless of his intentions, and commits a crime according to his orders. However, things get twisted up unexpectedly and he goes to his father out of fear, but only gets a cold reply, 'Never come back.' Eventually, the boy presses the pedal hard for the last time. And he returns to the person who gave him his only true love.

In fact, there are quite a few scenes that are rather uncomfortable in this movie. Perhaps such discomfort is a common sense of guilt that I feel as an 'adult'. The moment the boy's love and trust in his family is trampled on, they turn into a kind of self-righteousness and incomprehensible hyperactivity, putting the people around him in trouble. Oddly enough, I feel like I'm out of the screen, but I feel like I've become a stranger standing at a distance and watching such a scene. Really, who could blame the boy? A boy growing up, whose normal way of communication had been cut off, needed a place to stay. I missed my mother and father, and I only wished and hoped for their love. But the steadfast faith was soon cast aside and trampled upon.

Samantha is a person who represents 'the justification of modern society' in a certain way. Of course, the boy is not her real son. Although he is the son of someone who has no one-to-one connection with any kind of connection, he is eventually caught up in a sense of responsibility that he must assume the role of 'parent'. It is perhaps the last hope against the absurdity of this increasingly selfish society, and emphasizes the importance of caring for a healthy 'adult' in the growth of a person.

In the ending scene, I couldn't take my eyes off the screen for a while as I watched the boy's back, swept up as if nothing had happened, and rode his bike back to Samantha's house. The opposing emotions of regret and boldness seemed to gently caress my cheeks at the same time. Even though I knew it was a movie, I prayed that the boy would no longer fall off his bicycle and that he would overcome any trials and pains with the same courage as now.

A good movie reminds us of human values ​​that we have forgotten, and brings them into the movie to experience them 'together'.

So, I can't help but look for diversity films.
This is because the minor sensibility that only them can give and the herbal medicine that pierces the lungs is so good.