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Cale 2022-01-06 08:02:28
"The Phantom of the Flower City" (Holy Motors – 2012)
The first adjective that comes to mind after watching this film is stimulus, or a kind of strong inflammatory and entertaining. In the early morning, the actor boarded a white gift car and set off to perform his daily different tasks. He played different people through different special makeup,...
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Novella 2022-03-24 09:02:48
Sacred Motors isn't just a movie
There's so much to say at Sacred Motorsport, storytelling, cinematography, plot descriptions, and more. It can be called a textbook film, and it can definitely be used as an example. It mainly talks about an actor who uses his performances to get paid. The actor spends most of his time to complete...
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Ressie 2022-03-26 09:01:09
Go back to the medium and give the image to the audience. When we look at a mystery through a mirror, what should the mystery be? Wake up in the dark forest, lost roads, real fiction, slowly driving towards the duet of beginning and end. From the weird dislocation to the mechanized phantom, the repressed individual becomes the subject of the revolution, and finally falls back to the return of human nature. It seems that in the Nine Heavens of Hell, the dreamy form is poured into energy, slides between the chains of the signifiers, and finally enters the sacred car dealer without end and beginning. The huge glass window is an ultra-wide screen that satisfies all fantasies, and nothing rises from the power of symbols, a deconstructed carnival. "I've been so many people in vain, I hope to be one, me." (Borges) / 20211031 Second look at the Paladin "He rides too much" #BroadwayCinematheque
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Gregory 2022-03-26 09:01:09
【A】When the boundaries between fantasy and reality are blurred, we start to miss the camera; when life and performance are integrated, we seek stability in the car; when movies become ubiquitous, what will we become? There are too many love letters dedicated to the movie, only Karax wrote a requiem for the movie.
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