The last time I wrote a review was because I wanted to complain about a bad animated film, but this time it was the end of the film that caused me an irreparable injury that I had to express. Some emotions need to be poured out, and strong pressure can't be subdued, just like Joe as Nymphomaniac.
Although I personally believe that there is no absolute free will dialectically, I still try to understand the difference between Nymphomaniac and Sex addict in this way. Assuming that the will can be divided into four slices: the self, the self influenced by the other, the other and the other influenced by the other, I understand the self as the force outward from the self, and the latter three as the external force towards the self. Strength (the degree of freedom of will depends on the ratio of several parties). Nymphomaniac, then, is the self-definition, or the self-feeling, and the Sex addict (the definition) depends entirely on the outside.
With that being said, it's not hard to explain why Joe ripped up the sharing of weeks of no sexual experience at the abstinence meeting, saying firmly "I am a nymphomaniac, and I love myself for being one. But above all, I love my cunt and my filthy, dirty lust." I don't think it's a person who has completed reconciliation with himself, it's more of a kind of awareness, awakening. Just imagine that if our own appearance is a narrow natural nature, and there is no moral judgment, will we still create a situation of contradiction between ourselves and others? Will it still make us doubt ourselves?
Of course, we still have to respect the most basic evil and good as a human being, but how should we break the standard without standards? Or maybe, the purpose is to be self-consistent after all... (I don't want to use the word "reconciliation", it sounds like a kind of forgiveness, probably when I think I'm not wrong, I don't need to get my own forgiveness Bar.)
Speaking of the storyline that made me want to write a film review, Seligma's rational interpretation of the original desire in Joe's self-reporting process is very interesting (such as the Fibonacci sequence). I say this because in the end he tried to have a relationship with Joe while he was naked and it made me realize: whether there are objective scientific laws, natural laws, or unexplainable mysterious phenomena, innocent, real and eternal, will never be life. And us as human beings.
The ending is set for me, Kubrick's "The Shining"-esque horror film, the internal wounds of a silent, thumping blow, and it's an afterthought. I'd rather see Joe shoot Seligman than the imagination and suspicion in the dark.
Let this scene be the bloodiest and most violent desire in the entire film.
Writing this, does not involve the discussion of feminism and equality of rights. Only the relationship between one's own and the external world is discussed.
(unfinished draft)
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