Love in the Big River is a prose and poetic movie, with many trivial clues supporting the theme of fly fishing in the big river. McRae Sr said religion and fishing are the same thing, and for this movie, that's the core. The Puritans colonized the Americas. They lived in mountains, forests and swamps. In a semi-barbaric way of life, the earth nourished the body, the Bible comforted the soul, and ethics and nature were highly dependent. So, to the old-school McCraes, the Big Blackfoot River is the voice of God, the grace of God in the world.
The film never tires of showing the details of fly fishing, the swing rhythm trained by the metronome, the elegant arc of the fishing line in the air, the piety of the ritual and the arrogance of the competition are intertwined, bringing the harmony between man and nature. Presented perfectly. The skills inherited from father and son, the competition and appreciation among brothers, convey warm emotions outside the picture.
However, when the fishing line was flying, a new era was quietly approaching, and the vibrant picture on the big river was destined to become the breaking waves on the shore. The lingering sadness in the film is not the fate of the younger brother Paul, but the sigh of the demise of tradition. From Dancing with Wolves to the Burning Years, from the Last Samurai to Sediq Bale, the spiritual homeland of oblivion always sings the same dirge. Yes, the new era, the harmony between man and man, and man and nature will be destroyed and redefined.
But the proud youth will stand up, alone but staunchly defending his river.
In the eyes of his brother Norman, Paul is a golden work of art, floating on the ground, unfettered by the rules of the world. However, he couldn't see through the dark signs of fate behind this golden artwork. He is too reckless, with simple integrity, against the discrimination of white people for Indian dance partners; he is too indulgent, indulges in casinos for misty luck, betting that cannot be repaid; he is too proud to refuse the help of his closest relatives until his death . Just like those names that have become legendary, always choose the toughest opponent, smile in the confrontation with disparity of power, and fight to the end.
This is the river of the McCrae family. The river comes from ancient times and flows forward. It crosses the mountains and valleys, turning obstacles and twists and turns into landscapes. The wheel of history is not about tragic or tyranny, it just rolls on, leaving legend or elegy as a mark in the rut.
Only the last McCree remembered, it was the most beautiful face of youth.
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