The padded jacket forms a strong visual impact with the bright red blood on the screen. At this time, the panoramic camera moved slowly, like a blunt knife, bringing people into a deliberately created atmosphere with a hint of despair. The picture suddenly turned to the cramped alley again. The Beijing-flavored hawking had to admire the director's ingenuity. The originally unrelated plots were closely linked, as if the hawking of "grinding scissors...chopping knives..." was Xiaodieyi's painful cry. , the gloomy weather is the haze in his heart. The third time, Dieyi waved her bloody hand and ran all the way to the master's hall, pressing the contract to learn opera. After explaining the apprenticeship, the camera moved to the alley again. The background music comes at the right time, soothing the hopeless atmosphere. The icy winter day becomes a little warmer with the lens of music, the previous ups and downs of the plot have been well relieved, and the atmosphere becomes lyrical and mixed with lingering disappointment under the slightly drunk lights in the evening. Cheng Dieyi created a harmonious, peaceful and even beautiful atmosphere for Du Liniang's gorgeous singing voice and the strangely quiet atmosphere in the Japanese singing hall. Beneath this surface, there is great suffering and depression. The director used a moving camera to slowly present the figure of Cheng Dieyi singing in front of the window, which made the moving picture ingeniously appear one by one. Japanese soldiers with blank expressions were guarding the door. Such a picture presents a smooth and delicate scene. beauty of. The screen returned to the hall. The fan of the butterfly clothes was like a fluttering butterfly, and his expression was that of Du Liniang's loneliness: "It turns out that the purple and red blossoms have bloomed all over the place, and it seems like this has given the broken walls and ruins. The beautiful scenery of the good day is so beautiful, it will be sad and happy to who's home!" His eyes have long since changed. For the injury in the dream of a thousand-year-old opera, it is no wonder that Yuan Siye, who is holding the role, gave him a plaque of "superiority". His dream life is all about a woman whose heart has been broken for love. Therefore, he also became a woman, became Yu Ji, hurt by love. The song is over, and the lingering sound lingers. But below were a group of Japanese soldiers who wanted to experience "life". They politely applauded with white gloves, "snack, blah," and the dull sound made the atmosphere in the house weird and dull. Japan will only bully other countries, the inevitable result of the collision between soldiers who don't understand Peking Opera at all. The director painstakingly arranged for an official named Aoki, who understands drama. An idiot like Cheng Dieyi regarded him as a guest. So much so that he almost forgot his original intention-he was forced to sing in order to save his brother Duan Xiaolou. In the church meeting, Aoki was the first to applaud, showing his approval of Dieyi. Later, the close-up shot of the applause made the picture appear a little complicated. Dieyi's pain, Dieyi's excitement that Aoki also understands the play, intertwined in the dull applause in the lobby, the huge pain and depression turned into an invisible net in the entire space, pressing on Cheng Cheng. Butterfly. The climax of the film, Cheng Dieyi's hoarse accusation, Juxian's desperate eyes, and Duan Xiaolou's inadvertent statement of guilt, pushed the atmosphere of the story to its peak, creating an atmosphere of fierce struggle, grief and despair. During the Cultural Revolution, the ugliness of human nature, the love between brothers and sisters, and the love between actors and prostitutes, all rushed to a grand death in front of that brazier. Cheng Dieyi was crushed in front of the brazier, and her face was covered in makeup. He looked at Duan Xiaolou who was talking about his guilt. The close-up of his face made Dieyi's inner activities show on his face, surprise, disappointment, and despair. From those eyes, he said too much. He suddenly stood up, "I also expose, I expose the colorful, and the ruins! Duan Xiaolou, you, since I got married with this woman, I know it's over. It's over...." From his incoherent words, from In the Red Guards' "Down with all the bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods!", from Juxian's terrified expression, the ugliness of all human nature was exposed in this sunlight. Director Chen Kaige examines this cultural catastrophe from a human perspective, and uses straightforward, almost documentary-like footage, to show that actors and prostitutes in China's low-level "professionals" are not recognized by the Chinese, creating an atmosphere of grief and despair. Lonely drama dreams have been hurt for thousands of years. Dieyi's expression on the stage is decisive, and she pulls out the treasure in the waist of "Overlord" Duan Xiaolou
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