Generally speaking, for a timid person like me, I still belong to of a horror movie. No, a thriller to be exact.
I barbecued myself last night, and the smoke gave me a terrible headache. I went to bed before nine o'clock. But when I woke up in the middle of the night, the plot of the movie was replayed in my mind for a long time, and I couldn't fall asleep. I was in a cold sweat.
Before his death, Henry was in that chaotic meditation on the border between life and death, reflecting his self-blame, love and nostalgia. Just like our dreams, there are many associations that occur subconsciously. As Freud explained in The Interpretation of Dreams, dreams are often composed of fragments of our daily life plus associations. Some snippets you may not remember, but they may be called up suddenly in a dream like data stored in a corner of a computer hard drive. Sometimes you may only sleep for a few minutes, but your dreams cover so much that it can take an hour to describe them all.
I believe that people will have this kind of thinking before they die, but I am amazed at the director's performance so appropriate, even confusingly appropriate!
Looking at some movie reviews on the Internet, it is said that some plot movies fail to justify themselves. I think this is nonsense, can you justify your dream? Some clips may simply be Henry interweaving his own experience with the image of the doctor in front of him, just as he interweaves his girlfriend with the image of the nurse in front of him. This director must have a very deep understanding of psychology, or at least a very deep insight into his own dreams.
After watching the film, I was moved by Henry, whose consciousness was ordinary, simple and affectionate, and I deeply regretted the sudden termination of a fresh life.
Henry heard the sound of the ring falling to the ground and thought of hail, and the prophecy of the hail reminded me of "Farewell My Concubine" Miles Dieyi was confused in the process of detoxification, and said vaguely and definitively: "Mother, my hands are full. It 's frozen..." scene, I can't help but feel a sore nose.
I also like the connection between the shots of the film and the pictures of the stairs. The feeling of space and time interlaced is very strong~
After watching this movie, it reminded me painfully of when I saw my grandma go. What was my grandmother, who had been suffering from cancer for several months, thinking in the long breaths that seemed almost unconscious to us in the few minutes before her death? In what way does she recall her life? Or any regrets? What is there to worry about our younger generation?
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