Then be serious about being a passer-by.

Kareem 2022-04-19 09:02:14

Once, she owned a farm and a home in Africa. Friends who become husbands may not always be harmonious, not to mention the husband and wife one is for the title and the other is for the money. Married in a hurry without a ring, bickering over cattle or coffee on wedding night, transactional marriage leaving her with syphilis, infertility, and separation, but luckily—she also met him once in a while . When Dennis said "we're just passers-by, not hosts" at Christmas, Karen first fell in love with him, but she certainly couldn't imagine the final outcome: he was so fleeting and so eternal in her life. The past, of course, is so beautiful that it feels like a dream: Mozart's piano sonata plays leisurely on a rough night, and they raise their glasses, dance, and hug. He wiped the blood from her lips, and she gently turned off the gramophone and sat beside him, who was sleeping soundly. They overlooked the beautiful and magnificent African land together on the plane: dense forests, long rivers like belts, green valleys, flying waterfalls, animals galloping on the grasslands, large water birds on the lake, blue sky and white clouds, they pulled together hand. However, one needs to fly freely in the sky, and the other needs to be rooted in the land and work hard. In fact, they cannot spend a lifetime together after all. The disaster pushed real life to the brink of despair, but it seemed to bring spiritual salvation: she was never defeated by reality. She was born with courage, patience and compassion. The sunset, a pair of lions in the grass. The film does not focus too much on the common grand narratives of colonization and indigenous, civilization and ignorance, homeland and alienation, etc., although it has never let go of the details, although the metaphor of "God's fire" is so obvious, but all these It is all background existence, and her intrusion, struggle, and failure need not be interpreted as a symbol of the fate of the European colony. Although the "Song of Africa" ​​she finally expressed has broad and profound feelings, Africa is not her homeland, she is just a passer-by in Africa, and she was given the cruelest and most beautiful dream while wandering. After the film ended, the theme song played by the clarinet still reverberated in my ears, as if calling, more like saying goodbye. How short is a person's life, and who can escape the fate of a passer-by? Sometimes, if you don’t believe in evil, you want everything and get nothing; in the blink of an eye, you are left to fate, and no matter how painful the encounter is, there is nothing to fear. At this moment, the most magnificent epic can be staged in the heart, and the next moment, the most despicable and boring whistle can be sounded. Put on gloves, take off gloves... When you can no longer take off, slow down, take root, listen to the rhythm of nature, and then you will reap the mellow and long-lasting taste - bitter, sour, spicy or sweet, you need to accept it.

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  • Christopher 2022-03-26 09:01:07

    In fact, I am not qualified to make irresponsible remarks about this movie. As a typical unqualified audience, my viewing span has lasted for three days, and I even ran out to watch an "Orphan of Zhao". Even now Asking me to retell the gist of the story can be problematic. Anyway, it doesn't matter. If there are not so many people who are chasing it, how can my disdain be precious?

Out of Africa quotes

  • Karen Blixen: [Denys lands his two-seater aircraft, and Karen runs to greet him] Where did you get it?

    Denys: Mombasa. Get in!

    Karen Blixen: [as they take off] When did you learn to fly?

    Denys: Yesterday!

  • Karen Blixen: "The time you won your town the race, we chaired you through the marketplace; man and boy stood cheering by, as home we brought you shoulder-high. Smart lad, to slip betimes away from fields where glory does not stay. Early though the laurel grows, It withers quicker than a rose. Now you will not swell the rout of lads that wore their honors out. Runners whom renown outran, and the name died 'fore the man. And round that early-laureled head will flock to gaze the strengthless dead and find unwithered on its curls a garland briefer than a girl's."