Foster's father was born in an Indian colony, and his brother was a mountaineer and adventure novelist. Foster himself wanted to pursue a more adventurous and interesting career, so Foster accepted the mission of drawing a map in South America almost without thinking, and began his adventurous life.
I saw a photo of the adventurer himself in 1911. At that time, he had successfully completed several journeys in the Amazon River region. In the photo, he frowned and looked serious, without the kind of relaxed and happy look.
In the film, Foster combs meticulously oily head and is full of gentlemanliness. On the way, he read his wife's poems praising heroism. Foster received a warm welcome when he returned from his first expedition. He and his wife who was holding his young son kissed in the crowd. England’s singing and dancing are peaceful, life is comfortable and calm, and it is in sharp contrast with the dense forest, the unknown beasts and the Amazon of Indian tribes. But Foster firmly believed that he had discovered the lost civilization and insisted on embarking on the journey again. The wife looked at Foster in the Gaotang and firmly called on people to find the Z civilization, proud and worried. Finally he and his wife broke out in a quarrel. But after the quarrel, he still embarked on a journey of a lifetime with his companions. But this time they came back unfailingly and failed to reach Z.
Time came to World War I, and Foster, who was nearly 50 years old, volunteered to serve on the front line. On the battlefield, a witch said to Foster, what you have found is far greater than you imagined. You have to look for them again. This is your destiny. Foster served in the same barracks with his fellow expedition, and almost killed the Germans in a gas battle in a battle. On the hospital bed, Foster said that he dreamed of Conglin in the Amazon, but the doctor said that Foster could no longer embark on that journey due to his physical condition. Foster's eldest son, Jake, looked at his crying father on the sickbed, but silently reconciled with his father who had been absent from family life for many years.
In the end, Jake encouraged his father to embark on the journey again. Perhaps it was the war and the lack of paternal love that made Jake question the meaning of life, and Jake insisted on going with his father. They received high attention along the way, and countless people cheered for them at the train station. But this was a deadly journey after all. The father and son walked through the previous roads in the jungle and found that the once-popular city had been abandoned, and eventually the father and son became a part of the lost, and they were never able to return.
Wikipedia provides many theories about the ending of Foster and his son, but none of them can be confirmed. There is a saying that Foster lost his memory, lived in a cannibal tribe and became the leader. There are many other claims that the father and son have been killed.
The film is not heroic and sensational. The color of the whole film is classical, more like a smooth narrative. The occasional South American fragments in it are also reminiscent of Marquez's novels.
Whether it was an expedition or a war, Foster spent such a dangerous life. In those moments of dying, all he thought of was England like a world away, but these were the lives he gave up. He was lucky to find some remains of Z, but never set foot on Z again in his life.
But can you say that Foster's life is useless? In Foster's own words, this is his destiny, and they have completed a journey that no one else can imagine.
After watching the movie, Lyon is the moment when the twilight falls. Looking at the calm and beautiful streets and rivers, thinking about someone who can give up such a life and insist on completing that very dangerous mission, and feel that the world is actually courageous. Of the people, a lot of our understanding of the world today is created by these brave classical travelers.
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