When was my first encounter with rock? It was Cui Jian's concert. I had long forgotten whether it was a kindergarten or an elementary school. I only remembered the darkness of the huge stadium. Uncle Cui screamed and roared on the stage set up in the middle of the field, and all kinds of spotlights flickered and flickered. In fact, I can't see anyone's face. Uncle Cui roared on the stage, and the audience trembled. That was the first time I saw my parents so crazy, especially ecstatic dancing to the beat and waving their arms. So my young heart trembled so gently. Oh this is rock! Later, I sat in the car that my father drove and listened to him play the tape. "Lei Chi, Lei Chi, you can't go beyond the thunder pond..." Hearing him sing with great strength, and it was different from other people's songs, and then I remembered such a name - Zheng Jun. This was my first contact with rock and roll. There is no underground station like in the movies, you just turn on the radio anytime you need music and you can hear all kinds of little songs they bring you, hear them make jokes with the "f" word, hear Their understanding of music, hearing about their lives, then dancing, kissing, crying, laughing around the radio. What I have are plastic-cased tapes with the song titles and the singers simply printed on them, boxes full of music. Now think about how my rock 'n' roll enlightenment was given by these under-appreciated people these days. Of course this is a joke. These seniors, no matter how they are being teased and forced, they have indeed opened up a world for the descendants of Chinese rock and roll, at least they have enlightened me.
When I saw the uniformed schoolgirl in "Pirate Radio", I was reminded of my junior high school. When I was in class, I secretly flipped through rock magazines, looked at the covers of various star photos and posters, and watched particularly wild interview disc reviews with dirty words, and then carefully put the accompanying CD in my school bag. Put the CD in the computer as soon as I get home on weekends. When there was no one else in the hut that I rented, I threw my fists with a beat, and even swayed when I went to the toilet. Rock and roll brought me friendship. When I met Xiaoyan in the third year of junior high school, there were all kinds of speculation. At that time, I escaped from school and wandered the streets with fake notes. I went to the cinema and compiled the ice sharp wine bought in the supermarket. I sat in a chair in a roadside coffee shop and chatted about my dreams. When I was very tired in the first three studies, it was really these music that pushed me to continue to work hard. What I love is not just the strong rhythm, not just the straightforward and idiotic innocent lyrics, but more of the power and pure attitude to life he brought me. Stick to what I love, love love love friendship love life.
Putting aside some of the flaws of the film itself, regardless of the director's attitude towards female characters, the editing and screenwriting of the film is not discussed. My five stars go to the rock and roll spirit represented by Pirate Radio. Even if he has a dark side that can have bad influences, it's mostly up to the individual. I think a lot of people, like me, were brought back by this movie to when they were young, idiots pretending to be angry, thinking about those good days, and then being rekindled with passion.
Oh my ROCK'N'ROLL my little youth.
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