Hugo is Truman, Truman is Hugo, or more accurately, "Hugo = Truman = Helena Jenny", they are just a symbol in the entertainment industry, and at the same time they "lose" their name, they also lose themselves, and gradually lose themselves in the glories of Vanity Fair.

Looking up at the small town of Seaside in front of him, the rooms that looked like model houses looked ordinary and ordinary, but as if they had no vitality at all, just a part of the set in the studio, turning every moment and detail of life into virtual data, as if you only need to press the clear button in the computer, and the whole life will suddenly disappear.

The pessimism of all thoughts came rushing over, almost engulfing Hugo, and he even began to look around in some embarrassment, trying to find a way to escape from this world, but all the scenery around him was exactly the same, even the horizon at the end of the line of sight was so similar, as if no matter how much he tried to escape, he could not escape this trap. That despair darkened the whole world in an instant, and even the sunlight lost its color.

Looking around, he found that there was no place for himself in the huge world, and the glory of the wind and rain under the spotlight was just an illusion, which made Hugo begin to doubt himself, question his life, question his dreams, and question his three views.

Is this part of his life really wonderful? Is this really what he wants? Is all this real? Do those praises, those honors, those happiness really make sense? Is the flattery and sweet talk around you genuine? Has he really not forgotten his original intention? Is he still on the path of his dreams? Isn't all he has a reality show? Is his life just an excerpt? Is he really "Hugo Lancaster"?

At this moment, Hugo is Hugo, Hugo is also Truman, Hugo is still Helena Jeanne, he can't even tell clearly, as if Hugo, Truman and Helena Jenny are the same person at all, the intricate and colorful life fragments are like a Nicaraguan waterfall cathartic down, the turbulent river continues to rush down, so that Hugo has no breathing space at all, only feels surrounded by a boiling mist, and can't see any scene at all, can't see the future, can't see the past, can't see the present, As if he were just a fiction.

Hugo only felt that the world was spinning, there was no way to distinguish between reality and script, there was no way to distinguish between himself and Truman, and there was no way to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and that panic-like confusion and darkness after "Death Row Walk" once again completely shattered all Hugo's defenses, leaving him at a loss, only feeling that he was about to suffocate, even if he opened his mouth and breathed heavily, it could not be relieved, as if his lungs were already about to burn.

"Hey, young man, are you okay?" A voice suddenly came from above, as if it were the voice of God, and Hugo looked up suddenly, and then he saw a face all over him, it was a kind old lady, who looked to be at least seventy years old, wearing a floral dress, holding a parasol, holding a bag of apples, and her face was full of worry.

Hugo was suddenly stunned, he didn't know if it was just an old lady, or a character from this "reality show", or if it was his hallucination of God, which made his eyes widen and he stiffened in place.

"Are you sure you're okay? I can call an ambulance for you if needed, the hospital is two blocks away and they can be there quickly. The old lady thought worriedly, and reached out and gently patted Hugo's cheek, and touched Hugo's forehead, "Oh, poor boy, you must have a cold, why is there no temperature in your cheeks at all." ”

At this time, Hugo finally came back to his senses a little, and he wanted to turn around and run away, because the blurred line between reality and fiction made him start to fear everything, everything around him as if it was not real, but the old lady's eyes full of worry made his legs hesitate slightly, "It's okay...... I, I mean, I'm fine. ”

Yu said decisively and intermittently, and then stood up, only then did he realize that he had sat directly on the steps of the street with weak legs just now. Seeing that he was trying to stand up, the old lady reached out and grabbed his right hand to help him stand up straight.

"Am I sure it's okay?" The old lady asked again, and after seeing Hugo nodding seriously, the old lady pursed her lips and smiled, "Someone said, do you look like a movie star?" Is that the guy who played 'Death Row Walk'? God, that's such a wonderful actor, I cried so much when I watched the movie that I was like a sixteen-year-old girl. He's such a good guy. ”

Hugo looked at the sincerity in the old lady's eyes, and still couldn't distinguish the truth from the fake, but the smile made Hugo swallow the retort on the side of his mouth, he just sketched a smile, but did not speak. The old lady patted his arm, "Young man, your body is the most important, otherwise at my age, there is no way to go to a farther place to see." After saying that, the old lady took out a red apple from the bag, put it in Hugo's palm, and looked at Hugo again, "Oh God, you really look like that actor, you can see that you are also a good fellow." ”

After saying that, the old lady herself burst out laughing, then slowly took a step, and after taking two steps, she turned around, "If you are not feeling well, remember to go to the hospital, just a little past the street on the right." ”

Hugo's throat was choked and he shouted, "Thank you." The old lady did not respond, but turned away with her parasol in her hand, and took a slow step again.

Hugo looked at the bright red apple in his hand for a long time, and finally he picked up the apple and put it to his mouth and took a bite, the plump juice burst out in his mouth, the taste was so real, as if Hugo was pulled back from the virtual to the real in an instant.

Chewing the apple in his mouth carefully, Hugo's chaotic thoughts poured down like autumn rain.

Indeed, he has no way to distinguish between reality and fiction, because all this is too real, so real as if it were real life, maybe this reality will never become virtual, but maybe one day he will learn the truth like Truman, but ...... How did Truman choose? He chose to face with a smile, and he chose to ...... Stick to your dreams, compete for your dreams, and embrace your dreams. But, why?

He's been through all of this, hasn't he? Just like Truman.

Hugo suddenly remembered the night of the Golden Raspberry Awards, all the unbelievable and powerful struck every nerve in him, and although he accepted reality for a while, in fact it took him a long, long time to really adapt to it. But that night, he made a decision, a decision that changed his life: to chase his dreams.

Life is always unknown, no one can know what will happen in the next moment, maybe heaven or hell, maybe success or failure, maybe happiness or disaster, there is a good saying that anything is a fifty percent chance before it happens. But if you don't work hard, don't struggle, and don't struggle, then the 50% rate that belongs to you will gradually evaporate.

So, Hugo decided to participate in the audition for "Smell a Woman", and he decided to seize his own "Second. Chance)", he decided, "Don't be upset about the past." Look。 Back。 In。 Anger）”。 The rest of the story is clear, and Hugo has come all the way to the present - walking the streets of Seside.

If it weren't for that night's decision, there would be no Hugo now.

After Truman knew the truth, after knowing that his life was a lie through and out - he was not even sure what was true, maybe even he himself was a lie, because his birth was "fake", and the impact on Truman was undoubtedly huge, and maybe he could not recover for a long, long time.

But Truman has a persistence in his heart, a crucial one: he wants to embrace freedom, he wants to break free and chase his own dreams. So, life has to go on eventually, and bumps along the way are inevitable, but you can choose a path that belongs to you. So, Truman made the choice - the same choice as Hugo.

Truman was not indifferent, but like Hugo, he chose to look at life positively, and he refused the temptation of the program team. Confuse. Sexual proposal, resolutely chose to embark on the unknown road, just because there is a dream called freedom in the unknown ahead.

This is true for everyone, faced with the same choices, but with different decisions. Truman chose to smile, chose to be optimistic, and chose to challenge himself, which is also the reason why "Truman's World" can become a comedy instead of a heavy and dark reality drama movie, it is because of Truman, Truman's attitude, Truman's posture, and Truman's choice that makes the whole story different.

Just like Hugo on the night of the Golden Raspberry Award, different choices will lead to different lives. And Hugo, like Truman, chose to break through the shackles, embrace his dreams, and chase freedom.

Life is like a play, a play is like life, life is like a play and a dream, and life is like a dream is not as good as dust.

In fact, whether it is real or fictional, does it really matter? Because life is originally a play, in this stage drama, the characters appear on the stage, ups and downs, stumbles, and everyone is playing their own "role". Life is like a play, but at the same time, drama is like life, there is no strict boundary between the two, there is no clear distinction.

Hugo suddenly understood that he was not Truman, but he was also Truman, because in this "dream" life, they all made the same choice, they all faced life with a smile, they all took steps towards their dreams, and they were unswervingly moving forward on the thorny road - so, at the last moment, Truman still chose the unknown world outside.

Truman is indeed Hugo, and Hugo is indeed Truman.