In this sense, memory is truly the most powerful force. When you start from birth, memories accumulate little by little, and little by little you get in touch with the outside world. People from the outside world, things from the outside world, and all kinds of things all return to memory. The reason you love him is because you know who he is, and the memories about him are good, and the reason you hate him is because the memories about him are gnashing of teeth. Suddenly one day, the memory no longer exists, it is really unimaginable. So you return to a blank sheet of paper, love and hate are scattered, and everything before has collapsed. A new memory will begin again...
Memory can destroy everything, and certainly can reshape everything. However, as a human being, this is the most precious thing.
"Kubo and the Two Strings" is a stop-motion animation film. If you don't know what a stop-motion film is, you may not care much about such a slightly old-fashioned animation. Of course I didn't know it at first.
The so-called stop-motion animation is to shoot the subject frame by frame and then make it continuously show, so as to produce the characters that seem to be alive or any strange character you can imagine. Stop-motion animation is usually performed by clay puppets, puppets, or characters of mixed materials. (Baidu Encyclopedia)
At least 24 photos are taken for each second of stop-motion animation. The film is 101 minutes and 27 seconds long and has 133,096 frames. However, each Leica animator can only complete 3.31 seconds of material per week on average. The production is extremely detailed, and it took a total of 1,149,015 hours. Do you feel a little more about this animation? Obviously, this is a sincere animation.
Kubo's piano is a three-stringed piano. After reading the story, you will know the meaning of the two-stringed piano. After watching the movie, I probably remembered two sentences, the end of one story is just the beginning of another. Another sentence is that you are my pursuit.
"If you want to blink, just blink!"
The wind is raging, the waves are rolling, the next second may be a landslide, but she can't fall, holding the shamisen in her hand, ready at any time, fear and fear diffuse, repressed, heralding the end of one story, the end of another. Start.
"If you are restless, if you are erratic, if you forget some of the words I told you, even for a moment, our hero will surely perish...!"
Kubo, the protagonist of the story, narrates the story of his childhood, and the Buddha himself has been in the scene. Since he was a child, he has only one eye, and the other was taken away by his grandfather.
(This story is a bit like a Chinese fairy tale, where mortals and gods are together, the Jade Emperor is furious, beats the mandarin ducks with a stick, and the back is like "The Lotus Lantern". The story, it doesn't seem so... reunion.)
However, things like reunion have their own definitions, and they do not necessarily live in the same space.
He lived in a cave with his sick mother, who told him he had to go home before dark. Sometimes awake and sometimes lethargic, the mother always tells Kubo the story of his father Hanzo whenever he is awake. In my mother's eyes, Hanzo is an indomitable samurai, with his own castle and army, ruling one side of the world, and is a great hero. However, in a duel with the Moon King (that is, Kubo's grandfather), he died...
The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the east gate, Kubo leaned against his mother, there might be some breeze blowing, warm, no words were needed at this moment, everything was silent.
Apparently Kubo couldn't control his magic very well yet, and the little pieces of paper would dance in the night and then scatter all over the place. I like the red paper figure, although he has no voice, he has such an eye-catching ability.
The old man said that the lamp and the altar allow us to communicate with the deceased loved ones, we can listen to their stories, and guide them to safely return to the happy land of bliss. So Kubo tried to make a lamp, lightly, to pray. However, the light did not come on.
Kubo was exposed like this, in the dark. Mom tried her best to protect him. When he woke up again, the sky was windy and snowy, and the mother was no more, except for a strange-looking monkey. The village was razed to the ground... and snow-covered, and Kubo had no choice but to this monkey. Fear, anxiety, and confusion were rolling in his heart.
The only way out is to find armor, that's the only way to protect Kubo, remember the word here, protection.
If there is no memory, how can you be sure? Beetle said he had some momentary sensations that something would give him during the trip, sometimes a sound, or a breath. So these are also shadows of memory. You see, even if you forget everything, what happened in the past will not just dissipate. This is the power of memory.
A boat made of leaves drifting on the sea is a wonderful feeling. The boat is so light and fluttering, it seems that you don't need a rudder to reach your destination. The fish looks delicious, better than the smelly whale soup... It's like a family of three.
When night fell, the two terrifying sisters appeared again, as if they preferred the dark night, which was like their hearts and their thoughts. Empty eye sockets, full of dark eye sockets, bottomless.
Does love make you weak or make you strong?
"You are my quest." A simple whisper. She said, I have seen all the wonders in the world, but from his eyes, I see warmth that I have never seen before... In her cold world, this is stronger than anything. In this way, love is warm and warm. Eyes can see love, express love, and transmit love. From then on she got a new life, for her.
Grandfather wanted Kubo to be called another self, ignoring humanity, living coldly without love.
Mother's love is always the greatest. In order not to let Kubo know the true identity of the monkey, she would rather not say it for the rest of her life, so that he doesn't have to experience another parting. How deep the love is, how painful it is to part. Touching stories will not disappear, they will be passed on from time to time, forever.
Legend has it that the golden herons that carry the souls of the dead will send their souls wherever they go. They sing a song about what happens after death...
Hanzo's castle, the glory of the past no longer exists, the ruins are dilapidated, there are still half books on the table, like a sudden catastrophe, all people do not know, the catastrophe came, caught off guard .
This time, it was a real farewell, a strand of mother's hair and a string on father's bow and arrow, this was the last thing they left her. Now, he is alone, and after so long, he has finally learned to grow up and live up to his expectations. Really good, the stronger the ability, the greater the responsibility.
I can't figure out why my grandfather appeared in Kubo's dream to guide him to find equipment and give him some protection, and then come to take his eyes...
In the human world, there is birth, old age, sickness and death, and no one can stop it, but the heaven that my grandfather said does not seem to exist. The release of Buddha is a kind of eternity, a kind of eternity year after year.
At this point, we all know the true meaning of the two-stringed piano, and all stories have an ending. Everything will end.
This is really a friendly village, all the people are so simple and kind. This time, Kubo's two lights came on, it was Mom and Dad. The golden heron will take them wherever they want, anywhere.
Why can bad people be forgiven, but good people have to be separated forever? However, this is just the idea of people who are on the horns, and they may never figure it out. The bad guy has lost his memory, the most powerful force, now like a child, is a clean white paper, he will not hurt anyone unless someone scribbles on the white paper. Thinking about it here, the reason why bad people become bad people is that in fact, others are also at fault, and it is not all the fault of the bad person alone.
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