I can't stand the winter in Nanning, so I bought a heater. The two quartz tubes emit heat and glow red. It's better to say that I'm obsessed with the flame-like color.
The first act is also a warm scene, the fireplace, the snow, the returning daughter. In winter, it is considered appropriate, and in the corner of the sofa, I use the heater. On the sofa, my husband was drowsy, and the most bizarre and exaggerated places were in his dreams. He just watched the beginning and end with me.
I don't like claustrophobic interior scenes, thought the movie would make people feel the French winter, but only in my imagination, a breath of the eldest daughter's cold fresh air coming back from the outside. It's indoors throughout, showing the French vibe, sophistication, and ambiguity that's more literate than America's upstart.
Li Yinhe said that the lyrics are beautiful. Translated from French into Chinese, the Chinese boiled the French bayberry. Just looking at the lyrics, the beauty is not outstanding, but the characters' sudden eloquence and vivid and affectionate narration make the whole plot full of dynamism. The performance is not realistic because of the musical but has a dramatic vibrancy. The film itself has all kinds of taboo themes, the maid is a thunderstorm, the eldest daughter is a pear tree and a begonia, the younger daughter is the girl in the deformed house written by Agatha, the aunt is an old British maid, murder, Jealousy, suspicion, betrayal, licentiousness, abstinence, repression, incest, if one does not sing and dance, no one's nerves can bear it.
Feminists can't stand the story that eight women and one man have all kinds of troubles for this man, and the rest, like homosexuality, are also heartbroken for men. Three women in one play, eight more than twice, give birth to a play within a play. But after thinking about it, if there were eight men and one woman, if they insisted on choreographing them, things like the Eight Beautiful Pictures would not happen.
Kafka's castle can never be entered, and the women here can't get out. The lady said that only the phone and the car are not afraid, but the phone line was cut, the car failed, the gate was trivial, and the courtyard was deep. A few dashes, no better than Zhang Sheng jumping out of the wall. In Kafka's writings, the women in the village are always ready to become the lovers of the castle officials. The officials can be happy with any woman at any time, and this woman can only love him. For a woman who is a lover, it is a kind of grace and an improvement of her status. The castle is that people outside can't get in, and Bameitu is that people inside can't get out. Same absurdity. Mom wanted to run away, so she packed up the box and played an independent Nora, who had one more lover than Nora, and Nora who had one more lover.
The naked desire grows secretly, heads and pulls the vine, and blooms the flower of evil.
I read Gu Cheng's "Feelings" many years ago, "The sky is gray, the road is gray, the building is gray, the rain is gray, and in the dead gray, there are two children, one bright red and the other light green." The older generation in the deformed house, closed and sinking, the older sister who came back from college, and the younger sister who was raised in the boudoir, may be a bright color between the dark and gray world. The screenwriter's sarcasm is too much. The younger sister and elder sister are dressed in one pink and one green. The pink body is pregnant with the fruit of desire. The little sister is like a grass on the edge of the patio that is full of water and cannot shine from the sun, standing out from the green grass. . It seems that the green sister has nothing to do with all the ugliness of desire, but after seeing the images of human nature at home, her eyes are still as clear as ever? Since then, she has lost her innocence, which has nothing to do with being a virgin. The whole house is the deformed house written by Agatha. The ending of the real Agatha: The little sister killed her father. She knew all the truth, so she could no longer love her father. Although she was dark and stubborn, but the elf was as cunning as her, how could she love such a father.
Or the father came out, all kinds of shameful things were exposed to the sun, and the identities of the eight women were in disarray, and they returned to their original shape under the demon mirror. Once order and human relations are destroyed, they cannot be rebuilt. The little sister died, and seven women and one man were left with endless embarrassment and embarrassment. It may be too much a test of acting skills, and I get goosebumps just thinking about it.
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