Look carefully for every clue inside, like a sensitive hound sniffing every hint of detail on the trail. Late at night, Christmas in a few days, double click, and then the movie begins, a childish voice asks, "We'll have to wait for the stars to start Christmas, don't we?" Then there's the mother's voice: "There... down there. One point, this fog...you see...it's not fog, it's countless little stars...show me..." And
then spring, it's the tree, it's the first leaf, it's still the voiceover, and it starts to tell, yes , is telling - "This is the first leaf, it's spring, all trees will have leaves... You see, the thin side has small veins and fine hairs..." I hesitated where to put this ellipsis, it's a quotation mark outside or inside? I don't think she's finished, I think I want to say something.
Suddenly, three women came to the adjacent table, canned beer, a lot of smelly snacks, a notebook, loud noises, and a routine program. Of course, it is necessary to put the sound to the maximum, although it is not noisy here, and it can even be said to be a little quiet. I was clearly drawn to them, the voice that went through the earphones and touched my eardrum, vibrating with Weronique's singing... I carefully separated the voice lines, the familiar lines, and glanced at their screen, and sure enough it was "Lust and Caution"... But this kind of situation and emotions make me feel a little ridiculous.
Weronique looked at Veronique on the tram, behind it was socialism about to collapse, the squares of Poland, many faces that could never be seen and shouts that could not be heard at all, galloping without direction, crazy tanks and The expressionless soldiers have no ideal enthusiasm... They drink beer and curse Kuang Yumin without any hesitation... My camera pans from Weronique to Wang Jiazhi, and from Wang Jiazhi to Weronique. They watched "Lust and Caution" so lively, there was absolutely no melancholy tone of petty bourgeoisie. Like all secular people, I feel a bit out of place in such a movie with the most real and straightforward feelings.
"She's so pitiful, everyone is taking advantage of her!" A positive tone, "She should fall in love with Mr. Yi!" Another affirmative and resentful tone. I was suddenly overwhelmed by that unpretentious pity, and I kept pausing and starting to feel like I was a little out of place. The frame is filled with Veronique's elegant and delicate body, the sense of intimacy of sharing, the close physical space shows such a relationship - fingers, lips, eyes fill the whole shot from time to time, forming the style of a huge monument. Unprecedented resonance swirls above the skull, like Weronique's singing:
"Oh, you are rowing in small wooden boats
because you are eager to hear my singing , and sailing
with the raft full of my voice,
please return to your own familiar homeland and
don't follow me . Venture into the vast ocean
so as not to lose me and get lost I
want to cross the ocean that no one has crossed
but I have the goddess Minerva to blow
me I have Apollo to guide the
nine muses to show the Ursa to guide the direction"
A sense of destiny's mystery brings me Tightly wrapped, just like them at the next table, like Wang Jiazhi. The world under the yellow filter has become unknowable while becoming warm. That wisp of sadness has been wandering in the movie. Overlapping, disjointed, chaotic, silent noise. The director creates such serenity and silence with the sensitivity of women, but at the same time, this stability and calmness are only established at one point, waiting to be destroyed at any time.
Weronique sings in the rain, she still pursues the real fate, but the meaning of fate has slipped into an unexplainable dilemma. The surroundings are still broken and twisted, and the impetuous impulse of self-disillusionment guides all the unconscious crowd. Parades, passers-by who knock over musical scores, exhibitionists, all have meaning in an ugly and objective way, but fate has lost its meaning.
Weronique dies suddenly on stage, comes to an abrupt end when the humming slides into the high notes, the camera falls to the floor, and the accompanying sound lag fills in a mysterious lead between reality and destiny. Finally, I saw the motif that Kieslowski wanted to explain: Is there another self in the dark watching the self in reality?
Then came Veronique of France, who lived on after Weronique's death. The camera is her sex with her boyfriend, and Kieslowski has always followed an elegant painting style, even the cut-scene dismembered and recoded sex of Veronique and her boyfriend reflects a kind of classic elegance. There is often a surprising sense of communication throughout the film, which is actually a deliberate arrangement by director Kieslowski. The design of each lens seems to be able to express some state of mind, or how can such a state of mind be implied by a certain image. I have to say, Kieslowski doesn't handle the camera in the same way as many people do. Many people tell the actor not to look at the camera, and let him try to show the real sense of life, but in "Veronique with Two Sides" there are often scenes where Veronique is looking at the camera, with green-brown eyes as if looking for something. Many people will make her bow her head to show that she is thinking, but Kieslowski is satisfied with her presence in the film, standing freely in each scene, the scene is just a scene, all props can become hidden symbolism and flow into mysticism. The gaze thus produces a peculiar communicative effect that draws the viewer in with a strong fascination.
She's looking at you, but she's completely lost in her own mind. There is often a glass window somewhere in the scene, where Veronique is, draped in light filtering in through the fabric, all skin tinted tawny with a yellow filter.
However, Veronique is a symbolized existence, her life is not in pursuit of self-meaning, but constantly guided and accidentally guessed.
Just as when she found him under the clues provided by the puppet master, she said, "I'm afraid, you are not here." The puppet master said: "I can't be here, I can wait for you two more days, or three more days. "..." The sentence "Impossible to be absent" made people feel horrified. He was verifying, verifying whether the woman in his book could possibly answer the call of a strange man... Then why her? The craftsman himself didn't know... Later he said that he loved her. The craftsman is trying to play the role of a guide in reality, but at the same time, he is also bound by other realities—this is why he says he doesn't know. Veronique's careless guess was the meaning of their love, but it wasn't that he guided her to an unknowable destiny. Even Kieslowski has been deliberately emphasizing the leading role of the craftsman in the film, even to the point of bluntness. Let him help her find pictures of Weronique, let him finally make two pale Veroniques and hold them by the back of their necks, let him write a story about someone's double life, let her make her Knowing that one's life is nothing but a meaning-seeking process that has been reconfigured. The story goes like this: "November 23, 1966, the most important day of their lives, at three in the morning, they were born in two different cities, in different countries at the same time, all with black hair and brownish green. Eyes, both learned to walk at the age of two, one accidentally burned his hand on the stove, and a few days later, the other reached out to touch the stove, but moved his hand away in time, however, she had no idea that she was unconscious I want to burn myself..." But in the end, the craftsman still couldn't really play the role of a leader. His guidance and Veronique's pursuit have the same element of careless guessing, and the loss of self and the misunderstanding of fate have always been Weronique's guidance until the final expression. own.
So, the dialogue with my dad at the beginning of the movie seems logical: I have a strange feeling that I am not alone, that I am not alone in this world.
A girl at the next table finished her last sip of beer when I heard a thump in her throat.
(Note: Veronique is Veronique of France, and Weronique is Veronica of Poland)
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