平原 At17:00everyday,小黄飞Andrew,平原amiddle-agedman,driveshomefromworkthroughMelbourne’soutersuburbsinpeak-hourtraffic.Occasionally,heoffersalifthometoayoungercolleague,David.Overayear,theirtentativesmalltalkgiveswaytoawarmfriendshipandopenconversationwithintheconfinesofthevehicle,incrementallyrevealingtheirlives.Onemaywonderwhatathree-hourfilm,setalmostentirelyinacarandshotwithafixedcamerafromtheback,candeliver?Theanswerisanunexpectedlyengagingandentertainingobservationoftherhythmsofdailylife,andacatalogueofsuburbanworries.Insensorialterms,ThePlainschartsthepassageoftimeastheseasonschange.Thepitter-patterofrainandthefamiliarcocoonofthecarprovideasenseofcomfortandsafetyfromtheoutsideelements.Thecaristheliminalspacebetweenworkandhome,asthedayispondered,thenightplanned.Documentaryelementsexistbeyondthewindscreen,asafictioncoursesthroughthevehicle.ThePlainsisaroadmovieunlikeanythingyouhaveseenbefore.“这个女人,吃饭也不知道找一个好一点的地方,还真是饥不择食。”默哲然虽然有些不满,但是还是按照苏小婉给的路线走了过去。“是,主子。”两人不约而同的齐声回道,然后各自忙着去做主子交待的事情。她趴在地上,仰望着居高临下看着自己的乔书宇,声音哽咽的几乎发不出声来,你是不是忘记了,我才是你的妻子?他们在一起这么多年,他父母对顾南音家里的情况也都清楚,也一直催着他把人带回去。
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