Frida was in pain all her life.
When she was a teenager, she encountered a serious car accident, which affected her whole life. She suffered tremendous physical pain. She fixed her bones, re-stands by her will, and then repeatedly rearranged her. All kinds of diseases, unable to leave the hospital bed, relying on morphine to reduce severe pain...
This kind of physical trauma seems to radiate to her life. She falls in love with the great painter she admires. Marry him and endure her husband's infidelity until she finds out that her husband is having an affair with her own sister, completely dispelling her illusions that her husband can be loyal. Changes in circumstances, physical torture and distortion, and emotional blows made her a bisexual for a time. After going through all kinds of things, she finally remarried her husband again and supported each other to face the ordeal.
In her painful, persevering and rich life, what she experienced the most was probably loneliness. What is loneliness? I think loneliness is relative, so what is Frida's loneliness relative to? It is the soundness of the people around, the comfort of activities, the loyalty of the family, the fixed circle of friends, the same experience, the mediocre talents, the stable living environment... And what Frida experienced is just the opposite of these. There is too much love and hate in her life, too much turmoil, too much lightning, too many ups and downs.
And these are the achievements of all her great works. To vent her sufferings, to accuse her dissatisfaction in a straightforward way; to show God's injustice naked; to outline her desires, her ideals; to expose her helplessness, loss, and so on. Some of her works are involved in the film. In addition to being emotionally motivated, what shocked me more was that it was possible to express anger to the extreme, pain to the extreme, and despair to the extreme so candidly and confided in such a public way. In any form, the work is the author's life. Seeing the works interspersed in the film, I can't help but feel distressed and admire this very great female painter.
However, in the early hours of the morning, why did it remind me of fate? For a long time, under the influence of philosophy, it is right to think that everything is a cycle, that everything has two sides, and it is right to have a balance. But why, why at this moment, I don’t think so much anymore, I think about the injustice of fate, and I believe in this injustice, I believe that everything has a cause and effect, and I think about the painful problem that I will never understand like going through a dead end, then what is it? What's wrong, what did I do wrong to make fate so twisted and changed? There is always a moment when I lose confidence in my life, feel like it has deceived me, and feel that the positive views that I have been instilled in the past are full of doubts and lose credibility.
Maybe you can't be happy all the time, maybe you don't have to be happy with everything, maybe you have to bear some pressure, maybe you have to go through a lot of pain, maybe there is no so-called perfection.
We all hope that everyone in this world can get pure happiness, but if you see that you can't do it, it's relative. This is life.
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