I like biographical films. The splendor of the past flows in the long river of history, and finally goes away like a leaf and a white sail. What remains is their legendary life. What I am obsessed with is the legend.
The vision of knowing everything doesn't make me intrigued, it makes me feel uneasy. The ill-fated lives of those I love have long been known to me. To them, it is as if I came from the future and know everything. I know which inadvertent choice will change their life path, which accident The accident will cast their unusual fate, not every life has a happy ending, some are the lonely and short life of Dupree madly in love with the cello, and some are Adele Hugo's love with no regrets, these make me feel cruel.
On the eve of the car accident, I watched Frida rush to catch the bus, and my reason told me that any good wishes were superfluous, everything was irreversible, and the sharp steel pipe from top to bottom was bound to run across her body. , so she fell like fragments, gold powder danced in the air, blood signs bloomed like flowers, extremely gorgeous.
Destiny was rewritten in just an instant. Since then, the girl Frida is no more. Her beautiful body is like a broken building block. , reconnect, and correct... plaster, iron hoop, hanger, doloretine, alcohol... Pain is like Bach's music, going back and forth, circling her only 47 years of life.
It is the enduring confrontation between such fragile bodies and tenacious vitality that fascinates the world. Frida, Mexico's most maverick female painter of the 20th century, was also a fanatical communist and vulnerable lover.
She is his most personal foil, he is her closest comrade-in-arms; she is his most loyal believer, and he is her most honest bosom friend... Years are worrying and love is entangled.
Parallel to the car accident is her love accident. She said that "the one who hurts more is you", and that "you" is known as the "hottest character on the west coast of the United States" in the 1930s, the famous three famous Mexican muralists. One of Debbie Rivera. No one can blame him, he's just a kid who can't resist any temptation, of course, what I see is the image of Alfred Molina, neither handsome nor cool, peaceful and kind, even a little fat , but very personal charm, and in a sense, "Frida" is more like a biography about him. What's great about Rivera is that "he can find beauty in your imperfections", which is a fatal temptation for all women, including Frida herself.
They love each other, get married, divorced, remarry... I believe there is a feeling that they love each other but betray each other, hurt each other but can't be separated, just like Thomas and Teresa, Frida and Debbie Reeve Ra, they don't belong to each other alone, in fact they don't belong to anyone.
"You are my comrade, my art partner, my best friend, but never my husband." Perhaps out of the female director's well-meaning understanding, the film attributes Frida's uninhibited private life to her husband's indulgence. Retaliation for infidelity, not really. The ambiguous and passionate double tango between her first social circle and Italian photographer Tina showed her innate maverick, and her unconcealed obsession with homosexuality can be seen everywhere in the film, and the historical portrayal of Frida , petite and enthusiastic, long-sleeved and good at dancing, loose in shape, drug addiction, alcoholism, have many lovers of men and women and countless admirers at the same time, including the ambiguous relationship with the famous political figure of the former Soviet Union Trotsky, like to associate with extraordinary people. This is her vanity And self-confidence, in fact, she was an absolutely shocking offbeat of the era, or you could call her a slut. What to believe in? Perhaps, neither the film nor the history is real. With my mediocre understanding, facing the confusion of life, including ideals including emotion, pain or joy... There is no difference between great and ordinary people, so Frida understands Rivera , but really will shout that, they should have been long-term lovers like Thomas and Sabina, perhaps more appropriate, but she spent her life for him and lost all the love. How can you choose between pain and stability?
The painful experience from the outside of the body and the emotional torment in the inner world have finally become the source of Frida's artistic expression. Her paintings are mixed with extraordinary imagination and profound and powerful pain, hope, sorrow, fear, despair, tenderness, Mutual generation and mutual restraint, the complex emotions that combine too many factors are all transformed into her color language. All the ordinary details of the outside world, the operating table, the wire frame, the plaster cover, the hospital bed, the skirt outside the window... are all endowed with strong symbolic meanings in her paintings, and she transplanted the bleeding, brokenness, and crying into the paintings. . I am a person who does not understand art and cannot give an accurate description of Frida's gorgeous paintings. Debbie Rivera is the one who admires Frida the most. His evaluation of her "I only paint the outside world. everything, and what you express is your inner experience", I think is right. Literature expresses various human experiences through words, music through notes, painting through colors, and art expresses various human experiences, which can be perceptual or imaginary.
Because of the weird and mysterious colors revealed in Frida's painting style, later generations called her style surrealism, which is precisely what Frida did not admit. She said, "I paint not dreams, but myself. The reality”, her pain is so real, all the memories are deeply engraved in the heart like the growth rings of life, and then poured out through the brush. Like the ingenious editing in the film, the interlacing and alternation of Frida's paintings with fragments of her life fascinates me. It seems to imply that there is never a clear boundary between the two. Others may misunderstand the surreal because Frida reassembles the various symbolic representations of life in a surprising way to form a dream-like feeling, but I think that the reality of the extraordinary In fact, it is the dream of ordinary people.
Frida in the self-portrait is unique and timeless, with two thick eyebrows almost joined together as her trademark. Shawls printed with enchanting flowers, belts embroidered with broken flowers, skirts of snow white, bright red, bright yellow, indigo and dark green, buns decorated with gorgeous large flowers, necklaces, earrings and bracelets of coral, turquoise and citrine , ring, wrapping the suffering body under this extremely gorgeous dress, everything has a strong symbolic meaning of Mexican culture. The first thing I saw was Frida in a dress like this, so her beauty will always be etched in my heart.
In the last year of her life, she entered the exhibition hall lying in bed, and the carnival of people around her bed reminded me of the first time she stepped into a radical and enthusiastic artist party when she was young. A cup of tequila, the scene of everyone chanting "Frida" and toasting the glass is purely Hollywood style, too sensational, but the singing is really beautiful.
The day you left the temple,
sad man,
I happened to pass by and saw you
, you wore such a beautiful embroidered dress
, sad man,
that I thought you were a virgin
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