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Ulices 2022-03-29 09:01:10
Genesis retrograde. People walk in the day like darkness. Peeling a potato (really needs no more) speaks for life. At the end of the movie, the audience was seen picking up their smartphones and swiping on Facebook. Your movie screen is out of light, it's really no big deal. God is dead. Nietzsche is dead. I hope this old Turin horse can also be tagged by...
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Joana 2022-03-29 09:01:10
The couple had only potatoes to eat two meals a day. In the end, the water to boil the potatoes was gone, and only cold potatoes were left. Dad said, "you have to eat." Said the same. Then, express the embarrassment and hardship of...
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Winston 2022-03-29 09:01:10
Zhang Ailing: The Chinese believe that people do not go anywhere if they live year after year, and human beings do not go anywhere if they go on from generation to generation. So what's the point of living? No matter whether it makes sense or not, it is alive anyway, living in a lazy ashes. Xu Tong's "Fortune Telling": There are two beggars in the house. There is no food, no drink, and no good living. Is it necessary to live a life without any fun? Lao Li answered me: Hey, do you have to have...
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Myles 2022-03-29 09:01:10
The wind is roaring, the horse is roaring, Nietzsche is roaring, Nietzsche is...
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Percy 2022-03-29 09:01:10
At the beginning of the chaos, all the indolence, greed, and sin of human beings will disappear into the endless sandstorm; the soundtrack is too...
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Clifton 2022-03-29 09:01:10
Bella Tarr's mirrored work, extreme apocalyptic images. Aside from the intertextual elements, it is a slow movie that presents the difficult nature of life, stripping off the gorgeous floral decorations, struggling to survive in the howling wind, putting on and taking off clothes, fetching water, watching horses, chopping wood, lighting a fire, doing laundry, and eating potatoes. , life is so monotonous, tiring and hard. Considering intertextual reference, at least four points are crucial: 1....
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Theo 2022-03-29 09:01:10
if you're going to stay home and watch the world end, you might as well have drop-dead views Maybe fate won't change at all and you're destined to walk through [Black...
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Burley 2022-03-29 08:01:02
Watching this film in a house without air conditioning has a miraculous effect of cooling, and the cold wind feels like it's blowing out of the screen. The neighbor's monologue was impressive: because whatever they touched brought it down, and they touched everything... Heaven is theirs, and they have all we can dream of. And those noble, great, remarkable people just stand...
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Chaim 2022-03-29 08:01:02
Why is the wind more ruthless, my heart is more and more delusional, like a speck of dust, dancing wildly with the wind, I have to hold my hands firmly, but the courage that drifts away, I will become a giant, step on the strength, step on the dream, and walk in the direction of the wind blowing Blow, my pride, indulge, blow, don't ruin my pure garden, let the wind blow, let it be...
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Eliseo 2022-03-29 08:01:02
From Nietzsche, finally Nietzsche: life has no purpose, only a process, the so-called ultimate purpose is nothing. ---The situation of people is the same as that of trees. The more it wants to open up to the heights and the light, the more its roots go down, to the soil, to the dark, to the depths, to evil—don't forget it. The higher we fly, the smaller we are in the eyes of those who cannot...
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Dan 2022-04-24 07:01:26
hopeless
Bela Tal is Hungary's most breakthrough film director, once known as "the last film master of the 20th century". Famous for his long-lens, black-and-white photography narrative method, he uses "documentary fiction" to draw material from reality, showing his profound philosophical thoughts on...
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Kacie 2022-04-03 09:01:12
Nietzsche's disappointment
Only these six days, only the life of the farmer and his daughter, only alive and numb. Suffering surrounds all people like air, accumulating over time. Thinking, has no strength and can only have more pain and can't get rid of it. Hope, like the wild wind, was blown away as early as possible. The...
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Narrator: In Turin on the 3rd of January 1889, Friedrich Nietzsche steps out of the doorway of number six, Via Carlo Albert, perhaps to take a stroll, perhaps to go by the post office to collect his mail. Not far from him, the driver of a hansome cab is having trouble with a stubborn horse. Despite all his urging, the horse refuses to move, whereupon the driver - Giuseppe? Carlo? Ettore? - loses his patience and takes his whip to it. Nietzsche comes up to the throng and puts an end to the brutal scene caused by the driver, by this time foaming at the mouth with rage. For the solidly built and full-moustached gentleman suddenly jumps up to the cab and throws his arms around the horse's neck, sobbing. His landlord takes him home, he lies motionless and silent for two days on a divan until he mutters the obligatory last words "Mutter, ich bin dumm!" and lives for another ten years, silent and demented, under the care of his mother and sisters. We do not know what happened to the horse.
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Bernhard: Everything's in ruins, everything's been degraded, but I could say that they've ruined and degraded everything, because this is not some kind of cataclysm coming about with so-called "innocent" human aid, on the contrary, it's about man's own judgment over his own self, which of course God has a big hand in, or, dare I say, takes part in, and whatever he takes part in is the most ghastly creation that you can imagine, because, you see, the world has been debased, so it doesn't matter what I say because everything has been debased that they've acquired and since they've acquired everything in a sneaky, underhanded fight, they've debased everything, because whatever they touch, and they touch everything, they've debased; this is the way it was until the final victory, until the triumphant end; acquire, debase, debase, acquire; or I can put it differently if you'd like, to touch, debase and thereby acquire, or touch, acquire and thereby debase; it's been going on like this for centuries, on, on and on; this and only this, sometimes on the sly, sometimes rudely, sometimes gently, sometimes brutally, but it has been going on and on; yet only in one way; like a rat attacks from ambush; because for this perfect victory it was also essential that the other side, that is, everything's that's excellent, great in some way and noble, should not engage in any kind of fight, there shouldn't be any kind of struggle, just the sudden disappearance of one side meaning the disappearing of the excellent, the great, the noble, so that by now the winners who have won by attacking from ambush rule the earth and there isn't a single tiny nook where one can hide something from them because everything they can lay their hands on is theirs, even things that they can't reach but they do reach are also theirs; the heavens are already theirs and theirs are all our dreams; theirs is the moment, nature, infinite silence; even immortality is theirs, you understand?; everything, everything is lost forever, and those many nobles, great and excellent just stood there, if I can put it that way; they stopped at this point and had to understand and had to accept that there is neither God nor gods, and the excellent, the great and the noble had to understand and accept this right from the beginning, but, of course, they were quite incapable of understanding it, they believed it and accepted it but they didn't understand it; they just stood there, bewildered but not resigned until something, that flash on the mind, finally enlightened them, and all at once they realized that there is neither God nor gods; all at once they saw that there is neither good nor bad; then they saw and understood that if this was so then they themselves did not exist either; you see, I reckon this may have been the moment when we can say that they were extinguished, they burnt out; extinguished and burnt out like the fire left to smolder in the meadow; one was the constant loser, the other was the constant victor; defeat, victory, defeat, victory; and one day, here in the neighborhood I had to realize and I did realize that I was mistaken, I was truly mistaken when I thought that there had never been and could never be any kind of change here on earth; because, believe me, I know now that this change has indeed taken place.
