The new version of "Little Red Riding Hood" gives us a cruel and bloody adult world, and maybe all those who watch it should not have fond memories of childhood. Fairy tales when we were young are always unrealistic, and parents’ bedside stories full of warmth are never so credible. When we all grow up to the age where we no longer believe in fairy tales, do those good memories need to be traced back?
The film's scenes, although lacking in realism, are still romantic, and the Gothic scenery is cold and sharp. Beautiful forests and colorful flowers have turned into towering trees with sharp branches like ice cones and withered dry land. Small and delicate farmhouses have turned into simple and dilapidated thatched huts. Gentle and loving parents have ulterior motives. Secretly, friends who used to be close and full of trust will always fall to the ground when you are killed. The little Red Riding Hood that people expected to represent innocence and immaturity has long been turned into a blood-red cloak covering the whole body. The cloak made for the wedding seems to reflect the representative The bloody redness of the girl's virginity, here, even inspired the bloody gene hidden in the heroine's body.
If you put aside the Little Red Riding Hood in Grimm's fairy tales, the plot in the movie is still interesting, and it tells you that everything can't be believed. Faith can kill you without a trace of pity; friendship can push you down the mountain when you are on a cliff; family love can hurt everything you love under the guise of loving you. It seems that there is only love. Even if everything around you has changed, it is still unswerving. For that sentence: "No matter what time, I will follow you", even if it becomes a bloodthirsty alien, there is no regret.
However, this kind of love is always only in the movies. In the face of reality, love is so fragile and vulnerable. From this point of view, the film does tell a beautiful fairy tale, a fairy tale of faithful love in a bloody world.
Movies will end, fairy tales will be shattered, will we finally choose to believe in perfect love or cruel reality? Maybe at this age, fairy tales can no longer shake our doubts about everything, so will we continue to tell fairy tales to our children? Continue to let them grow up with a compassionate heart, hoping that life is a fairy tale, but the most tragic fall in the most beautiful place.
I remember an author who said that we used to think fairy tales were beautiful because we were young and there was no excessive evil in our narrow knowledge structure. However, fairy tales were written by adults. When we grow up to be the same as the author of the fairy tale When we get older, we will suddenly realize that the fairy tales of that year are actually not much more innocent than various adult books. The reality has laid the foreshadowing since we were very young, waiting for the day we discover it.
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