Berlin is guarded by two angels, one is Cassirer, who is indifferent to the sufferings of the world, and the other is Damier, who often feels the suffering of human beings. In the film, the eyes of angels lead the audience to listen to the "voice" of the masses and silently observe people's inner world. Under the sky, the loneliness of a circus acrobat who gave up her dream, the despair of a suicide man before he falls, the sadness of a lonely boy in the corner of the wall, and the old man's sigh of impermanence in the album collection. Angels walk around the world and hear too many things on their minds. Reminds me of a similar sentence expressed by director Wenders in his other work "Alice City Walk": "Talking to oneself - in fact, it is more like listening than talking."
Temporarily withdrawing from the involuntary space, the unspoken words are often closer to the soul in the depths, so that the whole film is covered with philosophical thoughts, and the texture of the black and white mirror removes the complicated disguise. German on a winter night is like poetry and a requiem. Just like a line repeated in the film: "When a child is a child, he always asks, why am I just me and not you? Where does life begin? Where does the universe end? Life under the sun, is it just A dream?" When I was a kid, I would also ask why it was my problem, and I would like to have the angelic ability to hear people's hearts, to hear if they'll utter the broken thoughts like mine— —The loneliness shared by human beings under the moonlight was interwoven with the most beautiful and majestic epic, and it is still the same now. Think of the poem: "Who, if I shout, can hear me from the train of angels?" The fantasy setting of the film satisfies the superpower fantasy of childhood and soothes the heart of the late night monologue. For the mortal body, the estrangement of indifference or carnival keeps us at a "detached distance". Black and white reduces the noise of disputes and dust, and at the same time isolates each other's colors and the warmth of coffee. "We embody the nothingness, and we represent humanity. There are people everywhere with the same fantasy, and we decide everyone's destiny."
Listening to the circus performers finally moved Damier, who decided to go down to the world to pursue a happy relationship. Exchange the armor of angels for colorful and soft casual clothes, re-feel the heat and coolness with the new senses, exchange the immortality for the ephemeral, exchange the transcendent independence for the fetters. To materialize the nothingness is to stand before the monologue of the lover.
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