------ A good friend of Nata Salisse
sent me a message after watching "The Ballad of Drunken Township" and said, "The male protagonist is really miserable, you don't find it, the average salesman athlete (movie) is inspirational. The film can have a good ending. Young people in literature and art will always find the moon in the water when they pursue their dreams. The director is too cruel to the literature and art workers who are in the same industry.”
I said, “Because there is no beauty in the success of young art and literature, they must be displaced in order to be able to do so. In the field of literature and art, happiness and success defined by the world are the greatest mediocrity and failure."
Actually, when I replied this way, I had not seen this movie. It's just that as a person who likes to brag and show off in front of friends, I habitually don't miss any opportunity to express my opinion.
Of course, later I re-watched "The Ballad of Drunken Township", and I thought that the male protagonist... is okay, whether it is bad luck, whether it is born at the wrong time, or a tragedy of character, in short, this kind of situation is not worthy. The case of the talent, this kind of person who sticks to his heart but is ruthlessly abandoned by the times, can be seen everywhere, and the history is endless. And Llewyn Davis, the protagonist of the film, isn't particularly bad, to be honest.
In addition, even movies about athletes are not as high-spirited and inspirational as Chariots of Fire and Rocky. For example, one of my favorite movies, The Wrestler, is filled with the passage of time from beginning to end. the sorrow of the hero and the twilight sorrow of the hero.
Yes, I love these films about losers, whether they are men or women; drivers or athletes; tragic teenagers or middle-aged people in crisis; It's ridiculous to beat the basket; it doesn't matter whether the final outcome is seeing the dawn of hope or a crushing defeat and will never be able to turn over.
The loser's movie is not necessarily a tragedy, it can be a comedy (such as "Little Miss Sunshine"), or a farce (such as "The Wilderness"), as long as Guan Jian-face himself with truth and calmness My own humility, vulnerability, loneliness and embarrassment.
In "Li Chun", Wang Cailing said movingly to the dance teacher who was imprisoned, "You are a child", and the gangster in "Ren Xiaoyao" sang loudly under the scolding of the police at the police station, "Make me sad, make me happy. Well, you don't know how to hate the sky." Llewyn in "Drunken Country Ballads" played and sang affectionately to his once handsome and suave father who was now dementia, and then smelled the smell of excrement and urine... This kind of absurdity and unavoidable The scene, the embarrassing but powerless situation, always reminds me of a rare word: pain.
Two friends and I used to laugh at each other and self-deprecating all day long, collectively known as the "Failure Trio", exaggerating, consciously or unconsciously, exaggerating, distorting, and poking every setback that happened to each other. Broken, exposed, maliciously complaining, rubbing salt on the wound, laughing wildly, then sighing and ending.
Now I and a few other friends often use the mantra of "being brave as Faye Wong" (taken from an article by Li Haipeng called "Being a Genius"), and do things that are not very similar to age or that seem to be of little benefit, try to do as much as possible Live your life as a joke, and feel that "living like a joke" has its own deep meaning here, and it is not enough for outsiders.
Failure is always inevitable. Even the astute as George Orwell thinks "people who think well of themselves are probably lying, because at heart, any life is nothing but a series of failures." But not many are willing to admit failure. In this day and age, people who are comfortable with accepting failure are few and far between and even seem to have dubious motives.
In my opinion, the sign of maturity is the day you stop shouting "Trust me, I'm the best!" The moment you realize that some dreams are really just delusions, and the moment you realize that you are The moment after the loser who still decides to get along well with the world around him.
Although most of the time I am a person who is so stubborn that I refuse to admit it in front of others, I know that I no longer fear the word LOSER.
As for whether Llewyn still doesn't want others to mention his partner after being beaten up at the end of the movie, still can't tolerate the girl he's fucked by others, still hurts those weaker than him with words, still lives I don't think it's very important, whether it's the last or the last, at least he can say the French fluently - "goodbye".
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