Yesterday weekend, I was busy with many things, so I wanted to find a movie to watch to pass the afternoon. I accidentally saw a movie poster: a man holding a cat and carrying a guitar strode towards you in the crowd. And this poster actually appeared when I heard the song Five hundred miles in Xiami. At that time, I thought it was just the cover of the album. I didn't know it was an episode in the movie, so I clicked in and watched the whole movie. It can be said that I like the movie very much. The few ballad solos in it are also very exciting and charming. I have always liked the desolate and tragic feeling of American folk singers in the 1960s when they played affectionately in the dim bar lights.
The movie starts with music and ends with music. The filming also uses a flashback technique, which is like a person's life. It goes back and forth in sadness, endlessly. Camus said in "The Myth of Sisyphus" that man's life is tragic, and he is punished by God like Sisyphus. Pushing stones from the bottom of the mountain to climb up the mountain, and then sliding down the round stone on the top of the pointed peak, and so on, Sisyphus is punished in an endless cycle. And Sisyphus is just like all the living beings on the earth, and it is also the little people in the tide. Being hit and bumped by the torrent of fate, survival often comes first, and the meaning and value of survival often become in money. It was irrelevant and even disappeared without a trace, but there are always a few people like Sisyphus who think about what is meaningful other than pain when pushing a stone up a mountain.
So there is a second level of tragedy. Tragedy should have two levels. The first level is that you will not fight, and you will be born quietly and die silently. The second level is that you will be defeated by the stone of fate after fighting and thinking. And the down-and-out folk singer in the movie should belong to the second category. There are ideals, poetry, values, and self-esteem. It is a pity that on the road of independent musicians, what the record party wants is not these, but whether it can quickly bring a return on investment, not a person's musical temperament.
No matter how hard you try to fight this ruthless fate, there are always only two aspects to reality: appreciation and rejection. In the movie, the singer finally got to the record company to meet the person in charge who could decide whether he could perform or not, and sang the song "The Death of Queen Jane" (the death of the queen, and also the death of his personal music career), and I still sing the song. I can remember his deep affection and devotion when he played and sang. I thought the movie could end like many, and the singer could become famous in one fell swoop. But in fact, the olive branch of fate will only be thrown to only a few people, and more will only pass by and sigh. At the end of the movie, after the singer sang from the bar, the next person who came on stage was Bob Dylan, who became famous. He sang the same ballad in the same bar, and the latter became the legend of history and the voice of the times. .
And the singer may have vanished from that day into the dim, foggy night of Greenwich Village, or disappeared forever into the foggy sea with a group of sailors. When you were forty, do you still remember your dreams? When life becomes difficult, do you still remember poetry and distance?
Interlude Hang Me, Oh Hang Me -- Oscar Isaac
singer started the movie with this song. Fate, wandering, cruelty, these melody and tone were established.
Hang Me, Oh Hang me, and I'll Be dead and gone
Hang Me, Oh Hang me
I'll be dead and gone..
wouldn't mind the hangin..
but the layin in the grave so long
poor boy.. .
i been all around this world
I been all around cape girardeau.. parts of Arkansas
all around cape girardeau.. parts of Arkansas
got so god damn hungry...
I could hide behind a straw..
poor boy..
I been all around this world
went up on the mountain..
there i made my stand
went up on the mountain...
there i made my stand
rifle on my shoulder..
and a dagger in my hand
poor boy..
i been all around this world
Hang Me, Oh Hang me...
I'll be dead and gone..
Hang Me, Oh Hang me...
I'll be dead and gone..
wouldn't mind the hangin..
but the layin in the grave so long
i been all around this world
put the noose around my neck..
hung me up so high
put the noose around my neck...
hung me up so high
last words i heard em say..
won't be long now fore you die
poor boy..
i been all around this world
Hang Me, Oh Hang me, and I 'll Be dead and gone
Hang Me, Oh Hang me...
I'll be dead and gone..
wouldn't mind the hangin.. but
the layin in the grave so long i
been all around this world I oh hang me I will hang me soon on earth oh hang me I will hang on earth soon I don't care but in the grave the poor child is in the world and I travel I have been to the Cape Girardeau and Arkansas in Cape Girardeau and Arkansas I was starving to death I hid behind straws poor children in the world I roamed and climbed the mountains where I stood on my feet with a rifle on my shoulders
A dagger in hand
Poor child
in the world, I wandered around
Hang me oh hang me
I will soon be dead
The noose is around my neck
They hang me up high The
noose is around my neck They hang
me Hanging high
I heard the last words they said:
You will die in a short time
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