After seeing the introduction of the film, I realized that the idea of this documentary is the source of human beings?
Why do I see the arrogance and insignificance of human beings? (The purity of the primitive tribe's soul and the desire of the modern city, firm belief and fearless fighting...)
Originally, nature has its own beauty, living creatures coexist harmoniously, and the white cloud cang dog day after day... until the forest is cut down, the green hill is blasted open, the leader of the tribe looks straight at everything, without words, but full of words... pious... The monk, looking at the fierce fire, said nothing...
Whenever the camera is far away from the city and encounters nature and primitive tribes, it is always quiet, like flowing water, moving slowly, like time, moving forward quietly; once it encounters a busy city, a non-stop assembly line, and a continuous flow of work Clan, the camera becomes restless, even crazy... and people at this time are enjoying it.
What follows are women and children hunched over the ruins picking up garbage on their backs, homeless people under the overpass, and children begging on the street... Why is human civilization so developed, yet so rich and so poor?
Oil fields are developed, wars are waged, poverty remains, until people kill each other...
Those who have made great achievements in history, no matter how brilliant they are, and again and again by great people, are buried in the dust of history.
In the slow traversing shot, any great achievements are skipped without stopping...
Close-up of countless crowds, staring at the camera, looking at you, without words
We're not really that good, and we'll all be burned into bones and dust in the end.
Movies are dreams, fascinate the audience; documentaries are windows, stay awake
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