I tried Woolf-style large-scale personal monologues in "The Skeleton". Judging from the audience's reaction, it can be said that it was quite a failure. And the appearance of this film seems to have given me a model of Woolf's monologue - I hope the contrast doesn't dampen the enthusiasm of the audience - the rhythm of the shots, the lighting, and the perpetually gray scenes make the monologue No longer lonely, or in other words, beyond the simple and boring written language, directly to the heart. Although I watched the re-colored version, the visual impact of the original black and white color is definitely weakened a lot, but it is still shocking enough. The soundtrack is mainly Beethoven's piano music, and it also needs to be "lack of soul" piano music. It should not be the soul that is moved by the lack of soul... Soul is something that doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The main thing is the plot? Well, it can be said to be extremely simple, and it can be said to be extremely complex. Halfway through the movie, UFOs and government conspiracies were mentioned, and I thought it would suddenly turn into a Quentin-like "Killing the Dawn" kind of nonsensical plot - the vulgarity in place is also an art, but obviously not The art of the Coen brothers, every next step of the story is still so realistic; the ending is a twist, and it feels so soft and natural, no surprises, only the beautiful and depressing atmosphere that has been maintained. Before the ending, there really was a UFO. It was the first time I saw a UFO in a movie and felt so realistic, so helpless, and melancholy; you can also call it black humor; but it really didn't make people laugh. In addition to UFOs, the one who is most impressed is the lawyer who used the Heisenberg uncertainty principle of quantum mechanics to sue. It turns out that it is not necessary to make those natural science theories that appear ridiculous and abstract in reality to represent a more ridiculous reality. Need a sci-fi movie.
I used to think that the so-called artistic conception interpreted by the footage of the film can express the beauty of the film, but now I know that the real beauty belongs to the "whole" film, and at the same time belongs to a kind of "complete" inner. The absent person feels more like a good novel that leaves infinite space for the audience, and its literary quality even surpasses many so-called masterpieces of modern postmodernism - this is of course a bit extreme, it is purely personal feeling. All in all, it's so beautiful.
This film was introduced to me by SHALAFY. This kind of beauty may have some similarities with the other black and white film "DEAD MAN" that he introduced after the 1990s, but the style is definitely different. After all, "DEAD MAN" may belong to the barren poetry of the western development of the United States; and those who are absent belong to reality.
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