Because recently watching movies is basically used in rush, and good movies are often not watched late at night, so as not to write until the early morning and affect sleep. So I don't have time to read the introduction and study the cast list. This kind of exciting "naked viewing" method has a special feeling. So at the beginning, I searched for the protagonist with a tentative attitude. The name Tony appeared in the first five minutes, naively thinking that old Winfred was really a pair of brothers, and then this is another story about a prisoner released from prison. A bit outrageous guess. The world's major film awards seem to have really started to favor this kind of documentary-like realism recently. A film labeled as a comedy, the whole film is 155 minutes (poor me, it is an abridged version) without a soundtrack. The appearance and emotional rendering of the characters depend on the acting and the director's scene scheduling. So from the 20th minute onwards, the half-shot configuration between father and daughter slowly reveals Ines' dominance and begins to stretch along her line in Romania. Thinking of last year's high-priced wholesale of Celestial Celebrities, "The Ferryman" seems to have no money. It is also a comedy film with a total of 13 BGMs. "Ten Years" alone has been played three times. I really hope that the MV circle will accept Zhang Jiajia sooner. No soundtrack doesn't mean only dialogue tracks. Since Winfred first visited her daughter, Ines has been attending various parties and parties. The loud music at the venue and all kinds of faint conversations have, to a certain extent, highlighted the incompatibility between the old man and his daughter. Anxiety and embarrassment had accumulated. After the halfway through the party, Winfred still didn't seem to realize what effect his presence had on his daughter's otherwise assured negotiation. In this section, his presence gave the audience a reason to stare at the subtitles seriously. At least I was waiting for him to suddenly come up with a sentence to disturb this negotiation. An interesting treatment is the silence between the two after the client left. The rustling of the vocals by the pool didn't cover up the other soundtrack. I guess it wasn't the sound from the scene. . About a quarter into the film, Winfred throws out the cliché "Are you happy here?" that decides where to go next. It doesn't have the direct flavor of the previous sentence "Are you still human?" question, I don't know German after all) simple enough to stir people's hearts. The relationship between father and daughter has never been the same as in the previous films, a rope was tied with several visible knots, big and small, and then used scattered contrived plots to untie them one by one and finally Happy. Ending. Marlen Ader swept the 30 years of estrangement and stagnation and past affection into a strand of hair, which could only be smoothed out by pulling and combing countless times. Just like my long curly hair that is easy to tangle, some of them can't be untied and just ripped off. Painful but also happy. In the same way, not all contradictions have to be resolved, and the unseen and undetectable are hidden in the clutter. There are always some small things that are not asked or mentioned, just that one day when I think about it, I will feel uncomfortable. When it was 1 hour, Tony Erdman really appeared, from a small prank to a deliberate disguise, to be honest, that turn around really scared me a bit. A short comment said that Ines and her lover flirted in the hotel a bit redundant. But it was this ruthless sex that made me realize that all the lame disguises of the old man had already invaded my daughter's originally compact life trajectory without goodwill. This kind of candid and naked father-daughter relationship shares the experiences of business wars, cheating, drug use, etc. They are equal, so they can safely straddle 'and' and 'discord' between two different classes. When it was screened in the main competition at Cannes, one applause came during the singing. In the past, there was the helplessness of firing employees to oppress and avoid themselves, and then there was the endless trail of the false character Erdman. I was afraid that the heroine's string would be terribly stretched in the next second, but I heard a song that still has no soundtrack. Greatest Love Of All with only the sound of the piano. No wonder Erdman's random name is called Whitey Schnuck. The director's brilliance lies in the fact that all the conflicts are not extended and clearly erupted, only a momentary confrontation and a silent disappearance. While distinguishing from documentaries, it smears the truth in a deeper way. In the nude party at the climax, the only emotional point was a low growl when the clothes chain could not be undone, and the emotional control when opening the door naked three times gradually progressed until finally collapsed on the bed alone. "I'm not crazy, I just don't have any clothes on" The man who rubbed his hands and was ashamed suddenly changed his position to the neatly dressed man in front of him. Of course, if you want to watch a movie "naked", you have to find a movie with a small amount of information on the poster. A black haired monster hugs a blond girl. A movie without even a face on a promotional poster will naturally not end in a picture of a father and daughter embracing each other. At the end of the film, I was called by my roommate to get up to help her, who was drying the quilt. As a result, after the silent 80s in the headphones, the subtitles turned out. It was I who underestimated this female director who cut the film for a year and a half. She repeats death in this father-daughter line from start to finish. Winfred jokes about scaring old people to death in nursing homes, kids grimace and sings "farewell today, meet again tomorrow" for retired principal Tony with dentures tells story of "tortoise funeral" without emphasis Ground, in the long hand-held shot constantly swapping the front and back positions between Ines and Tony, and then in the last minute and a half, the old Winfred was completely removed. I vaguely felt that the last hint was that this photo was probably impossible to take.
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