It's embarrassing, half of the film review was written, paused to go out to chat with friends, and I didn't come back, so I'll write again?
I always feel that a good movie must have a strong personal resonance, for me.
I don't know which book Amway made this movie this week. I wrote it down in the memo. I downloaded it from the Internet yesterday in the library. When I came back in the evening, I felt a little upset, so I continued to play the movie.
This movie is an excellent one, no doubt about it. And good movies also need corresponding audiences, just as Maxima needs Bole.
I'm probably not a good audience, I failed to substitute my own emotions when watching, I always stared from the perspective of the occupant, a complete observer. mood? experience? space?
However, I still can't let myself go, and I want to write this post-view, leaving traces of the flow. Recording is a training for writing, as well as self-reflection and discipline.
1 Disease and death
The two old people in the film (embarrassingly did not remember the English name, referred to as Laobai and Laohe below) have a huge disparity in status and a broken relationship. If they proceed smoothly according to the normal life trajectory, the two may never have an intersection in their life. If there is, the possible scene will only be a white rich man looking for a black mechanic to repair the vehicle. After the repair is completed, the rich man drives away, and the mechanic watches off with dollars in place.
And the world is such a wonderful thing. The disease made the two live in the same ward to meet each other (the bitter fruit of Lao Bai's propaganda slogan), and under the sickle of death, they gave up their class, race and other stereotypes and intersected. At this time, all differences and differences were eliminated. Mi, they are just a pair of patients who are not long in the world.
There is about such a point of view that people can only achieve the noble equality that they strive for in the face of death. In addition, death spontaneously realizes the elite circulation through the replacement of life, promotes social mobility, and allows fresh blood to flow into the upper class and promotes the development and progress of society.
How to face death? Both the rich old white and the financially average old black will fear and cry when they learn that there are only six months or so left to live. In reality, after being bitten by a dog, my friend has been depressed for a long time, fearful of AI, fear of all possible death, and fell into compulsion and anxiety.
People have the hope of life and the fear of death. To be honest, I can understand but not understand the status of my friends. Over the past few years, I have gradually been unable to keep up with the people and events I hoped for, so this hope remains only a few traces of hope. If you do not wish to live, why fear death? The walking corpse is.
There is always something to be born, such as Lao Hei and Lao Bai trying to make up for the unsatisfactory past at the end of their lives, skydiving, driving off-road, and even thinking about climbing the sacred mountain.
For months, I often think of the old man who fought the big fish in the turbulent waves, and the Sisyphus who pushed the boulder day after day on the steep and rugged mountain. I draw strength from these objects that I once regarded as stupid, absurd, and pitiful. Persevere in adversity and wait in the dark. Perhaps destined to have no hope, but still persevere and fight hard. This is the brilliance in the depths of human nature, the preciousness of being a human being.
2 Marriage and love
Old Bai's marriages have been one after another, and in the end, he is still alone, maintaining his physical excitement through sexual services on the plane. Although Lao Hei's marriage has been maintained for a long time, the initial passion has finally turned into a stranger's indifference. In the ward, he only feels his wife's greetings are noisy.
I had longed for love, but finally stopped faltering in the reality of doubt and inferiority, and tried to turn to pure singleism, although sometimes I regret not taking that step. An important reason for this turnaround is that I have seen many marriages or love affairs in cyberspace derailed halfway, and I have personally experienced in reality that even a long-term marriage is just a day-to-day quarrel. If there is no good ending, why start? The memory of the process may be beautiful, or it may be painful.
The ideal love is that both parties in love are fully accountable to each other, sincerely entrusted, and trust each other. It is a free match between two souls, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, regardless of urban or rural areas. However, apart from the material and the consciousness, this kind of love is still too extravagant, how long will it take to look for it! What's more, people can change. Zhu Maichen's wife once said that "a good man is not based on his appearance", and finally asked for a divorce letter "not to be a starving stallion with your poor and sour". Although this is her rational choice as an individual, and outsiders have no way of making a value judgment, I have heard this lyric since my junior year, and I still feel chills about this story every time I hear it. Reduce a point of extravagance, have a point of hope, let's go!
3 Family and career
Lao Bai and Lao Hei have very different attitudes towards family and career. When he learned that his wife was pregnant, Lao Hei gave up his career ideal as a history professor and took up the job in front of him. Lao Bai was only running his own business and only wanted to make money. He ignored his wife's advice and parted ways with one after another.
Today's long-distance relationship breakup problem can also be seen as originating from the contradiction between family and career. Continue your studies or career in one city, and maintain your love in another city. Women in the workplace may have more and deeper experience with the contradiction of "family-career".
Fortunately or unfortunate, and now I don't have the ambition to dedicate this life, let alone the love that will never change in this life, so I won't worry about this issue. If one day I am lucky and unfortunate, I may choose the latter, because "people" need the other half to support.
4 Miracles and Religion
I can't remember whether Lao Bai or Lao Hei hoped to see a "miracle" in the wish list. This film shows that the last wish was fulfilled. It seems to want to express that Lao Bai and Lao Hei were buried together on the sacred mountain. It is a miracle. In the past few months, the two got to know each other, established a deep friendship, helped each other achieve the fulfillment of life, and walked through the last journey of life hand in hand.
This is the miracle that the movie wants to express. In fact, what Lao Bai or Lao Hei wants to see is a miracle in the religious sense. Such as Lao Hei thinking of climbing the mountain and hearing the voice of God on the top of the mountain as written in the book.
Before college, I was educated in atheism and thought religion was a trick of a liar, or as Marx put it, a spiritual opium. After entering university, there was a roommate who was religious. He knelt on the bed every day to pray, and often went to church to do cultivating deeds. In a period of confusion, I began to rediscover religion. Trying to steer myself on the right path by believing in religion, but deep habitus drives me to believe in knowledge or truth, suspending conversion in this constant doubt and hesitation.
Some time ago, I chatted with a new religious friend about religion again (I started talking about it after I knew she was religious), and she recommended me to try to get close to the gods. It seemed that he mustered up a little courage at the time, but it soon dissipated. I have strong doubts about the existence or non-existence of the unknown, and believe that a devout believer fully entrusts himself to the gods, and is afraid to obliterate his existence as a human being and become a lamb serving the gods. I don't want to be an enslaved fool. The celebration of human personality in Western culture and the pursuit of self-cultivation and spiritual cultivation in traditional culture have cultivated my basic values.
From another angle, if the gods do not exist, or if, as Durkheim said, religion is the embodiment of social power, then the gods I believe in are only my species-essence, and to be close to him means to be close to the true nature of human nature or as a natural energy. "The Word," praying to him is a dialogue with the deep self, and his mantra is a revelation of the essence of my life. In this sense, I can go to Him and listen to His teachings.
Writing is a conversation with oneself, and it can clarify oneself better than a conversation among friends, because the latter is a conversation with each other, and sometimes there is no response from the other party. Writing is a continuous flow of dialogue. Although there are trade-offs and tailoring, although there is no reference or guidance from others, it can be expressed fluently and can see the great light in the heart.
After reading it, I can’t write often, but one or two articles a month is enough. One is because the reserves of knowledge or emotion cannot withstand the intensive and continuous output, and there may be repeated or empty words. The other is to fall into the spiral of self-expression, ignoring the actions and practices in the real world, and ignoring the dialogue and conversation with the surrounding friends.
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