two sides of the mirror

Letitia 2022-04-20 09:02:08

Art really is art. I have never seen such an incomprehensible movie before. This is a movie that I have watched the whole movie without knowing what it was written. Classics need to be read carefully. "Mirror" is probably such a movie Movies, after watching a movie, I watched a movie, and the whole person was like a daigo. It turns out that the mirror has so many similarities with me. In recent decades, people have been fond of non-linear narratives. I think the mirror is no longer a narrative. This movie has absolutely nothing to do with the narrative. I think the script of the movie should only be in the director's mind. The whole movie is like the memories and dreams of the protagonist before he dies. It will flash in front of the eyes like a revolving lantern, which is probably unreasonable, because there is not so much time, but people do think of many things that happened before. For thousands of years, people have been trying to understand dreams and memories. This is The most mysterious and intimate topic in life, the past is like a dream in retrospect, people will mistake everything in the dream for what happened, why do we wake up and find that the pillow is soaked, probably because the dream is too real , the dream is too beautiful but we can't get it all, sometimes I feel that everything in my past has passed, but I still think a lot at some accidental moment, thinking of the dusty memory in my brain, of course, the memory is possible It's blurry, but I really seem to remember the entire history of something, and that memory feels so real to me, I know that these things really happened to me, nothing can change, the memory is like my closest Friends, sometimes it makes me happy, sometimes it makes me miserable, sad, confused, more than once I want to go back to those past years and do something different, I naively thought that this would change my life now, But when I think about it countless times, I am still alive. Now, nothing has changed, only I have changed myself, some ideas have replaced others. People often compare time to a river and call it a long river of time. , time passes quietly, taking away not only our lives but also many things, but also the memories that happened and you didn't know happened, just like the protagonist in the movie, his wife and mother can't tell the difference , there is a clip in the movie where the protagonist gets up from the bed and sees his mother washing her hair, and then her mother walks along with the peeling off of the wall, time is passing quietly, so quiet that we are afraid, afraid that one day all Everything has changed, only the memory stubbornly preserves those pasts. I am afraid that one day I will forget a lot of things, just like a few days after finishing a set of test papers, I can't think of the first question of the test paper,

As a lady wrote to Tarkovsky: "In that dark theater, staring at the screen that was lit by your genius, that moment was the first time in my life. I feel like I'm not alone.".

Now I think there is a poem that fits right now

Jinse

Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one column contemplate the Chinese New Year.

Zhuang Shengxiao is obsessed with butterflies in his dreams, and he hopes that Emperor Chunxin will care for cuckoos.

There are tears in the sea, the moon and the pearl, and the warm jade in the blue field produces smoke.

Can this situation become a memory? It was just that it was lost at the time.

Yusheng smoke, has been lost

For such a film, the mirror is undoubtedly the subject of full marks. The mirror that appears many times in the film is a reflection of the present. When you face the mirror, what you see is of course the same you, but when you put your memory in the mirror What was in the front mirror is still a dream. Sometimes reality is even more false than dreams. Dreams are more like the reality of longing. When there is no nostalgia in reality, dreams are the best now. What's refracted in the mirror is not just the present but your time as flat as the mirror.

I want to embrace those memories and dreams because sometimes they represent reality!

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Extended Reading
  • Stephon 2022-03-26 09:01:09

    Personal style and its rich authored film, lyrical poetry flows through the whole film. Autobiographical stories are interspersed with various kinds: blurred and chaotic dreams and trivial and slow reality, withered past under black and white nostalgic texture and clear present under color images, individual memory perception and distant memory of the nation... ...The multi-dimensional connection between the distant and the distant achieves a soft transition and a timeless combination due to the soothing and elegant long shots, and also reflects reflections in the detachment reflection of the mirrors that appear many times. Seemingly clueless divergent narratives, but they run through in a straight line. Although the empathy conveyed in the medium of the environment is difficult to capture, it gradually interprets the eternal nostalgia and memory from the inside out, reaching the vastness of the universe. ultimate realm

  • Mossie 2022-01-07 15:52:59

    Resolutely one star, the movie is not used to embarrass the audience, never watch Tarkovsky again.

Mirror quotes

  • Father: It seems to make me return to the place, poignantly dear to my heart, where my grandfather's house used to be in which I was born 40 years ago right on the dinner table. Each time I try to enter it, something prevents me from doing that. I see this dream again and again. And when I see those walls made of logs and the dark entrance, even in my dream I become aware that I'm only dreaming it. And the overwhelming joy is clouded by anticipation of awakening. At times something happens and I stop dreaming of the house and the pine trees of my childhood around it. Then I get depressed. And I can't wait to see this dream in which I'l be a child again and feel happy again because everything will still be ahead, everything will be possible...

  • Forensic doctor: You know, I fell and found strange things here - roots, bushes... Has it ever occurred to you that plants can feel, know, even comprehend? The trees, this hazelnut bush...

    Natalya: This is an alder tree.

    Forensic doctor: It doesn't matter. They don't run about. Like us who are rushing, fussing, uttering banalities. That's because we don't trust nature that is inside us. Always this suspiciousness, haste, and no time to stop and think.