Most people in the world have a lofty pity. The lack of love makes us have to look for cruelty in exchange for sympathy, in order to perceive our own existence.
Sitting on the sofa, the doctor tortured his soul, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was the same as the gang leader. Socialization is really a terrible word. Helpers, doctors, guards, directors, actors, queens... After all the benefits and reputations, how much of their pure love is left?
Circus kids, those dwarfs and giants like people, they are the only simple things in the movie. In this alienated world, we are well-dressed outside looking at them in the cage, and they are looking at us inside.
In the second half of the movie, Elephant Man began to be immersed in the almost morbid attention of society. I was really afraid that the director would bring the movie into another deeper darkness. The director was kind and didn't tear everything to shreds. He let the elephant man fall into a quiet dream, the dream is the call of the original and pure mother, as beautiful as that exquisite paper church.
I'm not an animal! I'm a human being!
Not the Lynch I am familiar with, there is no obscure nightmare, only a calm narrative in black and white.
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