Although in the must-see series, I think it is not as expected. With such a high rating, half of it should be due to feelings and art that you think you understand.
First, form is greater than content. Sixty-five thousand oil paintings look magnificent, but in fact they are nothing more than gourds. Those moving pictures are still the frenetic world written by Winterson. Besides, the picture of the oil painting looks tired. Just listened to a story about Winterson, his story in the eyes of others.
Second, the beautification effect is not necessarily better. Winterson is kind, passionate, paranoid, neurotic, and manic. These are all real him. The cause of Winterson's death may be in doubt, but great artists never need the world's self-righteous understanding, let alone beautification. It's real that he is out of tune with the world, it's real that he was unpopular during his lifetime, and that part of his personality is the real Winterson. There is no need to make him a poor kitten in the film. Not to mention how many people recognized his art during his lifetime. No, he was always alone.
Furthermore, a genius is a loner, born alone. It is because the world is too poor that they keep digging into their past and future events. Their greatness and genius can only be glimpsed in their works. The wildness and abundance of their hearts are so rich that no one can understand and no one else needs to understand.
Of course, I still recommend this movie. It is also good to take a look at the starry sky that we cannot see.
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