The first two dreams are surprised by the rich colors, unique Japanese culture, legends and costumes, mysterious and attractive. Childhood fantasy, the whole color is bright. Believe the little story, and feel very sad about the lost peach garden.
The third dream felt that the rest of the three people trapped in the blizzard were not real people, but conversations in his subconscious. The gentle woman told him that the snow was warm, but she was extremely gentle to him but held him down and didn't want him to get up. It turned out to be the god of death. It's just that the quality of the resources I watched was too low, so low that I couldn't see the original woman's face and then turned into a devil. Luckily I didn't see it, otherwise I'd be scared to death.
He jumped into the painting and had a conversation with Van Gogh, and I didn't seem to feel much. Related to Kurosawa Akira's own experience, this dream may be personal to him, but it's actually quite difficult for me to bring it into. I just think that the creative picture is too beautiful. It may really be the inspiration of the dream. Many things that cannot be imagined in reality, the dream will really appear, filling the irrational imagination that is missing when you are awake.
The last three dreams are so depressing.
Nuclear leakage, nuclear pollution, nuclear hazards, where should people go? What should the child do. Men in suits can categorize each color cloud and name the dangers: Cancer? Deformed children? It's absurd that he is one of the heads of the nuclear power plant, one of the so-called deadly people. No wonder he knew so well, no wonder he was well-dressed, unexpected and reasonable.
I accidentally learned about the Chernobyl nuclear explosion not long before I watched it, and I felt more deeply about this dream.
War, soul of war, soul of soldier. They are homesick and they are unwilling to face the fact of death. What are they? They died for their country, but what is the war like, is it just? They are human heads and numbers, war machines that no one will mourn after their death. They are guilty. We are all guilty. Desire is the original sin. Political people are the most guilty.
Ogre. He didn't want to eat people, he didn't want to become an ogre, he was normal. What did the nuclear contamination nuclear release bring to the land and people, deformed dandelions, roses with flower stalks growing out of their petals, soil barren, deformed human beings, and life without sunlight killing each other. When some people were still "humans", they acted wickedly for the sake of their rights and interests, and even more so when they became ogres. Even ogres can be graded, three horns kill one-horned and two-horned, this world is really absurd.
In the last waterwheel village, he asked the old man what to use to light up the lights if the electricity was not on, and the old man said candles. He said it wouldn't be very dark, and the answer was why is it so bright at night? Yes, night itself is night, why must it be illuminated? I used to feel really emotional, looking up at the sky, the clouds and sky reflected by the city lights are also pink and fluorescent at night. The old man said that people who are accustomed to convenience have forgotten their true life. Yes, when I was in school last year, I called my mother and asked her if she would allow me to live in the countryside in the future. At least at that moment, I was immersed in fantasizing about it for a long time. It turns out that I really love fantasy, because I have become accustomed to the convenience of urban life, and if I really go to the countryside to meet the real reality, maybe I will not be happy.
He said that he burns firewood but does not cut down trees, because his fallen trees are enough for them to make firewood; that man has forgotten that he is only a member of nature; that scientists have been inventing things that make people unhappy. What I wrote down were the words that were more impressive and felt, but the latter dreams, especially the last dream, were quite didactic. Sure enough, art has to be abstract and a sense of distance can be created in order to create "beauty". Although I don't know why it is like this, it is like this subtly. Because of a silent rule? Or a space for imagination, or an opportunity for dialogue? I don't know either, but it is true that now I also feel that it is not so beautiful if it is too straightforward, just like the landmark building of baijiu.
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