I thought that the new wave movies overdrafted the excitement of the martial arts world for at least thirty or forty years. Especially in the martial arts movies of the 1990s, because everything was done to the top, leaving a mountain that penetrates the sky for future generations, people don't even have the energy to climb. So, we choose to take a detour. Luckily, in the 1990s, when I was growing up, the narrative language that broke the embankment can always make my heart churn. Entering the 21st century, people seem to have lost the ability to be passionate and fanciful. The martial arts movies and martial arts characters have all become silent and sad, no longer arrogant and shallow. The camera began to become cold, no longer blurry, noisy, wide open and close, and a thousand miles away. I used to laugh a little bit lonely: Today's martial arts movies, no matter how strange, weird and noisy, can they surpass the old monster Xu of the 1990s? Even Old Monster Xu would be speechless when facing himself in the 1990s. Let alone others. As a result, the coquettish gold inlaid jade became Ling Yanqiu in a gray robe. The unrestrained and unrestrained Huang Feihong gave way to the otaku Ye Wen, who was bored at home. The martial arts characters have all become the former big-name killer Drizzle who would rather peel and change meat than go incognito. In a lonely town in the south of the Yangtze River, he holds up an oil-paper umbrella and only gives the world a distant back. "The Grand Master" is the one that I have seen so far, the furthest and the deepest. He is converging all the light and shadow of the outside world, and even if he is using the present tense, he still seems to be telling a story in the dark. Cancel all prosperity, leaving only the bottomless heart. Martial arts movies, old. The chivalrous knight and chivalrous woman who swirled in the past, beat the snow in white, beheaded and shed blood, and took photos with pride, with clear words, strange shapes, and unbelievable fights. You said it was a nonsense, childish and ridiculous, but he made it up. Clearly so directly connected to the dream and the soul, there is the hustle and bustle of life blowing in the face. "The Grand Master" dissolves the dream and innocence of the martial arts world. Just tell us that the child of wonder, the ever-changing martial arts, has passed away after all. Reading "The Grand Master", there is a feeling of vastness, which makes people cry. Once so full of wonder, after all, back to a small life. The world of martial arts is no longer a pasture for my mind to release my out-of-norm fantasies, but it has become an extension of the real wasteland. After reading it, I asked myself, is "The Grandmaster" sinking to the end? Not necessarily, the human heart is the real bottomless night. sink again, there is.
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