The journey from bully to prophet

America 2022-04-19 09:02:05

Malik, a 19-year-old Arab boy, was jailed for petty robbery. When he was imprisoned, he was devoid of possessions, looked pure, and acted as an idiot. Because of his weakness, he was spotted by the Italian gang boss in prison, forced to complete the first bloody murder in his life, and became a pony for the gang to bring tea and water. Six years later, when he was released from prison, he was the prophet of the Arab gang that dominated the prison, just like the boss. The French film "The Prophet", which was recently nominated for the Oscar for best foreign language film, tells the story of such a gangster to a prophet.
From the outside, Malik doesn't look like a boss. Short and thin, the whole person looks like a bully. But people cannot be seen by appearance, nor can the sea be measured. The power of people is hidden deep in the heart, and Malik just embodies this. The weak appearance provided him with protection, and the seemingly ignorant situation gave him the opportunity to carefully observe and find his own living space. In the outside world, he didn't do well, maybe he was just a gangster who wandered at the bottom of society, struggling on the edge of life, occasionally grabbing a piece of bread and stealing a car on the street, and his 19-year youth was instantly consumed by him. But when he entered the prison, he felt like a fish in water, his wisdom was also revived in the prison, and his strength gradually accumulated in the cell, and finally broke out, making his life look glorious. Judging from his experience, everyone has their own environment to adapt to. Some people are suitable for the palace curtains with many conspiracies, and some people are suitable for the rivers and lakes of swords, lights, swords and shadows. For Malik, the black prison is his blessed land. , is where he finds his purpose in life, and in prison he does it with ease.
During his six years in prison, he has learned a lot, and his conscience has gradually disappeared like the soul of the person he killed. In the past six years, his status has gradually improved, and he has his own best friends and his own interests. In the past six years, he used every opportunity to develop his own strength, and did not miss any opportunity. For six years, he roamed between the two factions of the prison, close to the powerful Italian gangster, but did not give up the opportunity to trade with the Arab gangster. For the past six years, he has been pretending to be a grandson and making others look down on him, but whenever he has the opportunity, he will act quickly and neatly. It was finally time for him to be released from prison, and the head of the Italian gang fell to the ground weakly at this time, and he was escorted by three black RVs and was released from prison. The timing of everything was just right, and everything seemed so natural. But can he really live his life? Perhaps the fallen Italian mob boss is a metaphor for his life. The rivers and lakes are like the animal world. The weak eat the strong, and each generation is stronger than the next. The old and frail kings will always withdraw from the stage of history.
We always like to sing praises to the brave, and believe that the brave decides history. There is also a saying in China that the two armies meet, the brave wins. In fact, the heroes in history are often the protagonists of tragedies. And the real winners are usually the weak ones who look down on them. They hide from the spotlight, they call themselves weak, they are looked down upon, but at a critical moment, the fatal blow makes the strong no longer regret it. Opportunity. The hero Xiang Yu, who was arrogant and arrogant, could only cut the Wujiang River by himself, while Liu Bang, the stubborn gangster, finally won the river and mountains. The fighting of heroes from all walks of life allowed a poor monk like Zhu Yuanzhang to take chestnuts from the fire, and finally became the general picture. Malik's experience also shows this, the strong in life are thugs. Malik's experience also shows that everyone has their own usefulness, and God gave him the opportunity to perform on the stage of life. To put it better, I will be useful if I am born. To put it bluntly, the shrimp has a shrimp path, and a crab has a crab path. It's just that the environment that suits everyone's performance is different. Malik's wit and strength can only burst out in prison. Who said that the black prison will only destroy people, and you can't see countless heroes from all corners of the world starting in the prison?
There is another interesting aspect to this play. Malik is of Arab descent, yet he works for Italians. There are also two factions in prisons, one is the Italian gangster, which is the grandfather of the gangster in European and American movies, and we are not unfamiliar; the other is the Arabs, who are a new force in Europe. In the film, the most powerful and controlling the entire prison and the rivers and lakes outside the prison are the Italians. However, at the end of the film, the Italian gangs are on the decline, the boss is tragically fallen, and the Arabs rule the rivers and lakes under the leadership of Malik, who is of Arab origin. In the film, the Arab gang is hidden, just like Malik is living in the Italian gang, living in a European prison. Like Malik, they became strong from weakness. Is this a strong metaphor for the director?

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A Prophet quotes

  • César Luciani: You're saying I'm going to die alone here.

    Sampierro: Don't talk like that. You're not alone. You carry weight outside.

    César Luciani: And here?

  • Ryad: One day I saw a job ad. For security guard. I didn't have a dog, so I bought one secondhand. I didn't know, so I got a rottweiler. Know what they're like? And his name was Tyson. He came with the name Tyson. He was humongous! See this? This was the size of his poops. He took enormous dumps. Bigger than mine. So I work in a store. A big supermarket. I leave the dog to sniff around. I go outside for a cigarette. Then I try to go back in. I couldn't. He didn't always recognize me.

    Malik El Djebena: Your own dog?

    Ryad: But he was crazy. Tyson was a psycho. I go inside and he comes charging towards me. I panic, reach out my arm. He grabs me like this. I take out my mace, spray him. He lets go. I run out, scared shitless. What do I do? I leave him inside. Soon the employees start coming. I didn't know they used a back door to go inside. The hound had a field day. He tore every last one to pieces.