The most iconic works by Jarmusch are probably the characters in black and white.
When he mobilized the colors, it was actually extremely complicated and extremely beautiful. The glazed lights, the bright cars, and the colorful roads look like a woman's face, put on delicate makeup, and swaying in the night.
I was still intoxicated by the wandering of "Stranger Things in Paradise" and couldn't extricate myself, and a "Night on Earth" pushed me into another dream. It's like falling into a kaleidoscope, stumbling and touching; everything is bright; like falling into the fog; and like listening to bubbles and taking medicine, with blue hands and feet and a satisfied smile on his face.
I've suffered from morning sickness since I was a child.
The city at night, like a gorgeous beast, makes you willing to swim in her stomach and be swallowed by it. You will even try to inhale the filthy air into your body, filling your nostrils, your chest, your lungs, your internal organs.
Didn't Xiao Jingteng sing, "The night is too beautiful, no matter how dangerous it is?"
Pulling away, back to talking about the movie. It seems that domestic and foreign people like the theme of "taxi driver" very much. Whether it is vulgar or superb, it will be abused. In addition to the most famous ones, there are also many domestic ones. For example, Zhang Yibai used the now smoky Zhichun Director Zhao as a taxi driver, pulling Benmu Yahong Tongshan to run, and Xun Brother He also used to take Baoqiang for a ride in a sloppy way. Several French films took the comedy route and were not worth watching. The Hong Kong production was too cult. The plain white and thin face, the sloppy bangs, the cigarette that never leaves the mouth, the large shirt, the "taxi boss", it seems that it is impossible to put on a novel coat to drive a taxi in a movie.
But there is a Jarmusu who made the taxi driver industry make waves again. In fact, they are all films from the last century. It should be said that this theme is making waves in my heart.
Friends who are familiar with Jarmusch will be amazed by his narrative technique. Like a spoonful of sweet vanilla ice cream drizzled on a slightly sour blueberry pie, the acid that slips into the throat is relieved, even if the sweetness is very light.
Itches across the boot.
Personally, I like his "Outlaws" and "Coffee and Cigarettes". This old man likes to use big productions to tell bad jokes, ordinary or even boring little stories, which are so flat and fascinating. Jarmusch's trump card is an independent story, and he never falls into the old pattern of multi-linear flashbacks, nor does he accidentally put the people in these stories together. "Earth Night" is also a number of independent stories. Several beautiful little corners of the world, a few ordinary taxi drivers, and a few ordinary passengers have staged several splendid scenes. In Jarmusch's films, including this one, the dramatic conflict is very low, there is no contradiction, and the theme of the story is as bland as a glass of boiling water, but it is as hot as vodka.
The most beautiful stories always happen at night, when the movie begins.
1. In Los Angeles, a tomboy arrives at the airport in a tattered taxi, and a phone call makes the driver and passenger look at each other. The tomboy in the baseball cap swiped at the trunk of the car and threw the middle-aged woman's expensive-looking suitcase into it, and the journey began, and the old radio began to rattle. The tomboy with a dirty face in a shirt a few sizes too big pulled out the phone book from under his butt for the woman to call, and handsomely pulled a cigarette out of the sun visor, smoking it intently.
2. In New York, no taxi driver will take the black man to Brooklyn.In a hurry, a taxi with three stops at one step drove up in the bustling city. The boy, who felt like an arrow, sat on it and found that the driver was an uncle from East Germany, with good driving skills. The sense of direction is embarrassing. So the passenger and the driver switched places.
3. In Paris, two local African tyrants in the taxi were arrogant and nervous. After the black-faced driver threw them out of the car, he picked up a woman. The woman gropingly took out the lipstick from her bag and wiped her rich lips. She rolled her eyes upwards, unable to see her eyes. In the rearview mirror, the black driver looked at the mysterious woman who appeared late at night and began to meet again and again. talking.
4. In Rome, the driver with high hairline sunglasses was driving the car at night, and the priest came up. The driver confessed half-showily, talking about his "crimes" that he enjoyed happily. Flush gasped in pain.
5. In Helsinki, the unemployed and drunken trio staggered into the car of Uncle Mustache and babbled about how rough and sad their life was. The mustache driver listened in silence and began to talk about his own life. story.
The movie ends with a bright picture and the voice of Tom waiting to smoke and drink. In the subtitles, everything in the world seems to have lost its color because of this colorfulness.
It's hard not to be impressed by Jiamusu Xingyun's smooth shooting techniques and his extraordinary observation skills. The night in this movie is astonishingly detailed. He didn't take it for granted that he used countless LEDs to create grandeur and grandeur. Instead, he used its realism and the softness is truly breath-taking. Sapphire blue swimming pool, emerald green retro cars, signs with peeling paint beneath high voltage lines, large parking lot outside restaurants with pink ceilings, telephone booths with rust and correction fluid fonts, pale iron fences covered in paint, red small insideA round plastic table, a trash can with a sky blue plastic bag, a taco-selling truck, an elk statue, sixty-eight degrees Fahrenheit. Winona Ryder, the protagonist of the first story, drives a blue taxi toward the sunset. Jarmusch's vision of the city's structure is peculiar, like Guan Gong fighting aliens. Those little corners that we never care about appear in his films as if they were enchanted.
Winona, a tomboy, doesn't have much surprise. She probably doesn't smoke, her gestures are very stiff, and people can see that she is the original weak girl, without the kind of heroic spirit she should have. The first story is about the pursuit of self- The last story is too much to not magnify its own misfortune. There is not much shooting in the street scene, and the tone is relatively pale and cold. What I'm going to focus on is my second, third, and fourth favorite stories.
The second story, let me call it "The Adventures of the Clown", Let’s take a look at the director’s efforts to infuse the city’s breath into the skin through the empty lens: The Brooklyn Bridge is full of lights, and the rotten yellow bricks on the pier in the lower right corner; Cars are diverted from the middle of the road to both sides; shops in Chinatown have long been closed for rest, with large bags of garbage piled uniformly at the entrance; cars sleeping quietly in the rental car park; flashing street lights; near the mirror, a book full of messages written by people The phone; the graffiti-painted delivery van with "Stemless Kale" written on it; the street corner with thick smoke; when the camera turns, our protagonist, the black guy, is standing on the street and stomping his feet anxiously to stop a taxi. To be honest, I should hate the theme of showing the goodness of human nature. Maybe the old East German man, played by Armin Mueller-Stahl, is too cute and kind. Anyone would fall in love with such a stupid person. Because of his poor driving skills and lack of familiarity with the roads, the black guy with high adrenaline volunteered to be the driver, and he met the same hot sister-in-law on the road. The accent made both of them unable to help laughing. The old man used to be a clown. He took out his little flute and red nose and showed it off happily; yes, there will always be such a shit night in life. You will meet amazing and interesting people. You will change because of the beauty of chance encounters. Be happy. And the person who brings you happiness and joy may have suffered more misfortune than you. As the old man said, he has no family. The taxi pulled into the notorious Brooklyn in the middle of the story, and the old man said it was beautiful.In the shot, the lights of the Brooklyn Bridge, like the whiskers of a kitten, are fine and heart-wrenching. The scenery along the way is not as dirty and wet as the slums. On the contrary, in the noisy atmosphere of the three people laughing and laughing, it is actually warm, soft, and the atmosphere of the market, which is approachable and moving. Arriving at the destination, the black guy pointed out the old man on the way back to the city. At this point, the most interesting part of the story came: the old man was recklessly looking for his way, and then everything that caught his eye was different: all over the place, rubbish, broken glass, whistling police cars, fire trucks glowing red. The old man murmured: "New York, New York." The director did not blindly highlight the beauty of the city. Instead, he said in an intriguing way that narcissus blooms in a dirty canal, and a clean paradise may not be free from grievances. The relationship between people and people is basically said here. Whether it is a stranger or a conflict, kindness and love can dissolve all the ugly whiskey.
wet streets, ghostly green subway entrances, rusty railway stations, shiny billboards, peeling ceilings of small shops, motorcycles lying in the corner of the road, river banks, four o'clock in the morning, small shops There was an ambiguous light, and at the corner of the street, a taxi pulled into the path.
It was a rainy night.
The story begins with two gushing tycoons, with a few lines of dialogue explaining how annoying they are. The driver, after a tiring day, got bored and left the two on a Parisian trail late at night. At that time, a woman stood on the road and raised her hand to call for a car.
"Paris I Love You" is a specially written vampire story, and the protagonist here also has a vampire color. Such a woman with heavy makeup is not so-called elegant and refined, or even defined as beautiful. She has her own special taste, is Beauty is invincible; not thin lips that are ruthless, but passionate, fiery, sexy, thick lips full of sensuality and desire. From the movement of the woman getting into the car, we know that she is invisible; with such blood-red lips and white eyes, the driver began to become interested in this woman.
The woman pointed out to the driver how to get to the destination. The driver said "I know how to go; you don't need to point fingers."
The woman touched a board with the words of welcoming guests and showed it to the driver. The driver took the board away in embarrassment and annoyance. The
A woman seemed to have won a round, swept her bangs, and began to draw the lip line skillfully with a lip pencil; The driver shifted the rearview mirror, and the woman yelled at you to do something.
She rolled her eyes in the rearview mirror and focused on painting. The woman with the lips is a little weird, like Dali's oil paintings, with bright colors and indescribable abruptness;
As the car entered the tunnel, the woman frowned and said she hated the tunnel, then impatiently took out the cigarette, and the driver hurriedly The lighter was handed over.
The conversation between the two was very interesting. The woman said that she listened to music, ate, and even watched movies like normal people. The driver was surprised. She said, "I can feel the movie."
I think this is a little trick played by the director.
Blind people are unfortunate. This woman under the director's camera is the exact opposite. She is full of confidence and uninhibitedness. She can listen and feel.
She uses every inch of her body to make love, and she uses every pore to make love.
She said she knew every man who had sex with her; she knew he was still on the stairs, and she could smell it across the street.
What this story expresses is actually very grand: the world of flowers. How do we know everything around us? Seeing is believing? Or through other cognitive methods? The inherent way of exploring unknown or familiar things may make us rest on our laurels and fall into the circle of circles, and the way of cognition that is ignored by us and we think it is impossible may be the most correct solution to explore the world. Just like a blind woman, she feels more things than normal people, and the world she recognizes is naturally different and special. Otherwise, she will laugh at us self-righteous normal people.
The little stories that are often told brilliantly blossomed under the lens of Jarmusch.
The little story that happened in Rome is more like a stand-up comedy. Benigni is very cool here. Sunglasses and scarves are like a full layer of lip balm. Benigni is too playful, too comedic. And the night in Rome is actually as scarlet and dim as the red light district, like little couples wriggling and having sex on a red motorcycle. Under the turquoise LED lights, we look at the excerpt of the monologue from "Confession," and you will understand how sensual and interesting the story of the priest and the driver is.
I'm going to repent because I've committed a major sin.When I was twelve or thirteen, you know, that's when the little kids start to grow up and the bodies start to develop, well, that's when the desires start to feel. The desire for love and sex needs to be vented. Do you understand? The vengeance of desire Anyway, I live in a country where there are not many women. Although you are still a child, you have a fire in your heart, a man's fire, but nowhere I was going to vent, so a good friend of mine figured out a way to do it. We... we have sex with pumpkin... pumpkin... oh warm, soft, moist, pumpkin, round one with seeds in it, we... we... come up with a word for me. Father, we will have sex with pumpkins. But when I got to a certain age, I quit, and I don't know if my friends are still doing that. It's none of my business. As for why I didn't do it, Father, you'll agree. When you grow up to be a sensitive, religious person, what every man needs is not sex with vegetables, he needs a living person... She moves and is warm. She'll look you in the eyes. I need... something with a soul. Anyway, I see... Oh, I see a sheep. A beautiful sheep, good-natured, sweet and tender. Oh, I call it Lo La. It's not ugly. Lola is pretty, a little one with soft fleece, and her big eyes keep looking at me. I didn't notice at first. Oh the sound of it... the sound of it... baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I was hooked right away. How graceful it moves. Sometimes I can't help but sit on it when it comes to me. so pretty! So tempting. Yes! But it embarrassed me. Sometimes when I am with friends, it will come over and others will find it very embarrassing... and finally my dad found out. Very scary... very scary... my dad actually put the It was sold to a butcher! He sold my Lola to a butcher! A butcher named Lustikone! He's a fat, shaggy, uneducated guy! ugly! My Laura was sold for $80,000, and I'm devastated; I'll never eat lamb again.asks me if I want lamb shanks, and I'll say no, thanks, and I'm not eating vegetables, you know, because of the pumpkin. In fact, after these two things, I can't eat much anymore. It's torture. I know it's a big sin, but it's a sin of love. "
At this time, the car passed the young couple who had sex on the motorcycle at the beginning of the story. They changed to a standing position and continued. The pill fell to the ground because the old priest's heart couldn't take it any longer.The taxi ran to the red light district again. The familiar shemale prostitute had a few words.
My brother also lives in Rome. He repairs water pipes. One day, he and his sister-in-law, Monica, invited me to dinner. They have a cute little bitch. My brother received a call saying that the apartment was bursting. The water pipe was sprayed all over the ground. He picked up the tool and ran away. I was alone with my sister-in-law. Monica is so beautiful. The priest, you should go see her. She is so beautiful. She always looks at me. I can feel she likes me. She looked at me weirdly when I said "congratulations" at their wedding. She's married to my brother, but we both look the same, even me. more handsome than him. We were alone that night. She was packing, her waist was bent. I was behind her, and I saw her ass, tight white pants, just a little bit further up. She's all over her ass. Father I can't control myself. She turned to look at me, and I went in behind her. What a beautiful a**, pink, soft, and round like a pumpkin; her soft wool pants reminded me of Lola again, that little sheep. Pumpkin, sheep, sister-in-law, I'm on fire!! We were on the floor and under the table, and it was amazing! You can imagine Yes, Father, I'm dying! I said to myself, "Gui Sunzi, this is your sister-in-law, but I can't stop! I can't stop! We've been doing this for hours, and she's screaming and I'm screaming too. It was scary, but it was wonderful. I turned her over and kissed her all over her body, her neck, her perfect tits... I didn't go to their house after that night, and my brother didn't find it, but that was me. Sister-in-law : Now my sister-in-law always smiles when she sees me. I say, do you remember we used to have sex like animals? It's so cool, my beautiful sister-in-law... Daddy, have you ever fucked your sister-in-law? Father, you want to try it. Try it, you can't go back once you start it!! "
Because this monologue is really funny, coupled with Benigni's exaggerated behavior, the comic effect is extremely prominent. It's a bit of a spoiler as to whether the priest's little heart can withstand it, but it's left to the judge to study.
At the end of the story, Fu fell into the hoarse voice of Tom Waits again. "Earth Night" is over.
Talk about a few actors off topic. In the Paris story, Isaach De Bankolé, who plays an OK-bung driver, has sweated soy sauce in Casino Royale and played a face-oil terrorist. Although he doesn't change his expression much, he still loves the actor with facial paralysis, Roman Jr. The priest in the story, hehe, has acted in "120 Days of Sodom". These little details add a lot of points to the film. It is said that Jiamusu first found the actors and then conceived the story based on the city where the actors are located. The sense of belonging and familiar language probably made these actors, who are relatively unfamiliar in China, perform well.
I awoke one day wondering why I was so addicted to Jarmusch, and discovered that his works, each of which was as long and detailed as possible without a budget, often had a lot of memorable Gan's places; and regardless of the novel script I wrote, I also like to use a long foreshadowing and add a lot of detailed descriptions so that even a dead fly is not missed. It should be a reward for me to have such a common problem with such an excellent director. Old Man Jia's movies should be half-screaming and boring, half-man yelling like a baby. Well, I definitely belong to the latter.
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