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Colt 2022-04-08 08:01:01
the meaning of the landscape
This is a story about finding a home with an abandoned girl.
But as a road movie, the film's focus seems to be on the landscape that the characters experience.
Do we forget who we are when we live in the roads, streets, and skyscrapers that have been infinitely replicated by modern capitalism?...
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Dayne 2022-04-10 09:01:09
Wandering aspirin, basking in Wenders' unhappiness
In late autumn, a particularly cool tone emerges from the window, as if all the colors are withering, and the city gradually turns gray, becoming more and more hidden in the mist and autumn wind. A sensitive and fragile creature like human beings can most dilute the joy of this scene, let the...
Lisa Kreuzer
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Libbie 2022-04-08 08:01:01
"What did you dream about?" said to himself, more like listening than talking. Writers are confused when they shoot first and then write, just like a director who writes first and then shoots, there are always errors in the expression after changing the medium. The lost way back, the city makes people lose their sense of time; winter meets Alice, two disabled people rely on each other to fulfill each other. The reflection of the photo makes their faces overlap, which is my favorite moment. The boy hummed funny, and the aerial train was shocked.
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Don 2022-04-08 08:01:01
This one is so cute. Traveling alone is like a light-heavy feeling of smoothness, and like the male protagonist, the temperament is very comfortable. "Talking to oneself is more like listening than talking", "Why photos can't always record the reality I see", "You take pictures only to record the evidence of your own existence, but you can't go on like this". The male protagonist's name is Winter, and the hidden title is Winterreise. (Want to go to Wuppertal!
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Lisa - Alice's Mother: Would you wait with us? Otherwise, I don't know how I'll stand it.
Philip 'Phil' Winter: I can do that, but I'm not very entertaining.
Lisa - Alice's Mother: You could be mute for all I care.
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Philip 'Phil' Winter: I got completely lost. It was a horrible journey. Once you leave New York City nothing changes anymore. It all looks the same. You can't imagine anything anymore. Above all, you can't imagine any change. I became estranged from myself. All I could imagine was going on and on like this forever. Some nights, I was sure I would go back the next morning. But then I'd keep on driving, listening to that vulgar radio and every night in a motel that looked just like all the others before. I'd watch that barbarous television. I didn't know what hit me.
Angela - Friend in New York: You haven't known that for a long time now. You don't have to travel across America for that. That happens when you lose all sense of your own self. And you lost that long ago. That's why you always need proof, proof you still exist. Your stories and your experiences - you treat them like raw eggs. As if you were the only one to experience things. And that's why you keep taking pictures. They're something you can hold on to, more evidence that it was you who saw these things.
