Inspired by the strong Amway of my friends, I went to worship the old tower's movie. In the order of his recommendation, the first is "Fly to Space".
I didn't deliberately read a lot of analysis before watching it, I wanted to feel the film undisturbed and see what I could feel.
The beginning is very beautiful, the dense flowers are surrounded by a thin mist, and it can be used as a wallpaper if you cut it off.
Long lenses are very common. Pushing the lens is also very common. It is not very commonly used in today's movies, so it is very bold and tests the director's narrative ability. I was impressed by the long shot of the tunnel. From the beginning of the tunnel to the end of the tunnel, most of the time was cut from the perspective of Burton driving, occasionally interspersed with the interaction between Burton and his son. I think it is probably to express Burton's rich and complex thoughts after he was not trusted with persuasion. He thought a lot, and this road carried a lot of thoughts and became particularly long.
I feel the filming process of old movies. Pushing the camera is not very smooth, there is a bit of lag, and it feels inexplicably human.
The characters are also very clear. He tells a story very slowly.
The plot of the film is unexpectedly simple, but it is profound and has infinite possibilities for extension. I feel like I didn't see it through. My deepest feeling is that he is discussing the proposition of people's cognition of self. Fragments of Chris' memories become entities. His beloved wife became an entity he could touch. His mother also appeared in his dreams and gently washed the stains off his arms. And the father who appears at the end is also thought-provoking. He knelt down in front of his father—presumably finding that only his father was real in the moment, and his regrets for his wife and mother were irreparable because they were gone. He didn't want to repeat the same mistakes and let himself miss something, so he chose to atone for his father and wanted to hold on to this affection. However, the father is just an illusion in the case of his guilt and self-blame. The fact that it was raining indoors, that the island they were on was surrounded by the sea, etc., all suggested that this was not true. Although everything is the same as the beginning.
Tarkovsky is really a poet. The lines are philosophical and poetic.
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