Do we, people in different time and space, always have something in common that enables us to understand, identify, or love each other when we travel or meet in life? Yes, that's for sure. Because human beings, as the leader of all spirits, have already evolved emotions that cannot be accurately described in words, but whenever we try to describe, we each express different opinions, because of our different living environments, different nationalities, different different education, different cultures, different religions. . . But there are always some things in common, such as love, such as loneliness, such as beauty, such as art. . .
The ellipsis is probably a kind of "unspeakable" creation - when you can't explain them one by one, or when you can't explain them one by one, the string of small dots becomes a subtle language, and those who can understand will naturally understand. In our life, what cannot be said is the essence, isn't it?
Pull away. I want to say that in the Spanish-speaking world, the people there are of course very different from our Chinese. Language, food, religion, art, life, etc., among all these, we look at them as novel, in fact, no less than them Look at our novelty. We are so different and so unfamiliar. They seem to understand, but they are mysterious, but they are attracted to each other.
When I read Marquez's "One Hundred Years of Solitude" for the first time, for a long time, I was not clear about the author's expression, but just followed these narratives, trying to understand the life and thinking of people in another time and space, however, At the beginning of that fantastic journey, it couldn’t be stopped. It continued to be interpreted, and finally formed an exquisite riddle. Then we thought, reached understanding, and felt the common spiritual home of all mankind – loneliness. Márquez accurately described a common human emotion, which I call a wise man, or a prophet similar to the Bible. But not sure if we really have the same consensus with them, the Spanish-speaking people who live on another continent, or like another planet. Such as love, such as art.
As I walked through Neruda's Twenty-Four Love Poems and a Song of Despair, I knew, I could be sure, that we had a common vision of love and art.
When I was in this film in Campanella, I saw more than love, revenge, or just another emotion, I felt that the director used the camera to tell a kind of something similar to Marquez or Quinde Pull the philosophy behind that kind of story: it's about human existence, as Esposito repeats over and over in retrospect, "this is life", "who can live a life without everything". It's not just memories that live with us, we don't just live in the past, we live in the present.
We can ignore the telephotos, the long ones, even though the performances are great. But what we are discussing is not technology, but art, so when all the technology expresses the dramatic tension to the extreme, when we realize the theme behind the camera and the story, those commonalities hidden in our human nature become resonate.
Just like the last part of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", an incredible wind can blow everything away, leaving only eternal loneliness in the end. At the end of "Mysterious Eyes," Esposito discovers the villain Gomez in Morales' cell, dispelling the fear that locked Esposito. He finally realizes that he lives in the present, and that fear has imprisoned him for 25 years. Missed all of these 25 years. He finally went to find the love he missed on the platform. The two pairs were separated by glass, but they were like hands fused together. Esposito put aside her fears and finally found her own existence - the love that was missed.
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