In the past six months, several such films have appeared at the right time and influenced my thoughts and emotions. "Norman," "Scent of a Woman," "Scent of a Woman," "Rogues," "Ralph of Destruction," "Midnight in Paris," and "Symphony of Life."
"Symphonic Life" is the best film I've seen in many years, and I suddenly want to express it this way.
I watched this film on a long-distance bus. Because of various inexplicable errors, I had no seat and could only sit next to the driver in the front row. I watch a movie and it's a great place to not want to shed tears for others to see. After watching the movie, I wrote the following on my mobile phone: "The car was speeding on the North Jiangsu Plain, just like the train from Nantong to Beijing back to Beijing nine years ago, with a sore throat, peace of mind, and hot summer. There is also Chai Xiao. The car is not like a steel rail, it can't play the rhythm of the click, there is only the open road in front of it and the chattering noise in the ear. "
Chai Xiao, this is the first time I have listened to a complete classical music work. From that moment on, I gradually came to understand that art that no one speaks and conveys without meaning can move me so much. In my impression, I cried about three times in "Chai Xiao". Because of my bad performance, I didn't pass the exam. I sat down on the bus, listening to "Chai Xiao" and heard crying; Perlman's concert DVD, when the audience applauded after the first movement, he sat with a smile on his face. On the stool, of course, I will not forget that he skillfully tore off the messy hair on the bow between playing the piano made me happy for a long time; the movie "With You" at the end when the father leaves the child.
But now that I think about it, these tears don't seem to be crying purely for music. And this movie, "Chai Xiao" in "Symphonic Life", made me cry for music, purely for music. I read the film reviews, and many Chinese film critics said that the overall film was okay, but it was boring, especially the long music blabla at the end.
I can only laugh at this group of Chinese film critics, they have no musical literacy. They don't understand "Chai Xiao", naturally they won't understand the meaning of "Chai Xiao" in "Symphonic Life", they just think they don't understand Rachmaninoff, so they don't understand the true meaning of "Shining Demeanor" .
The value of music is to save the world, to let human beings find a touch of emotional softness in the mundane work and life. This is by no means contrived, nor deliberately designed, or revealed, and it is a natural derivative of the state of life in motion. The action of playing the violin empty-handed in the snow in the film moved each of us because it was when life was weak, and it was still using some kind of power to feel happiness.
This power is music, it is the violin, it is the Tchaikovsky Violin Concerto.
As the hero in the film says, every note is trying to find the perfect harmony. We cannot express what is perfect. But different stages of life always have the most perfect presentation and the most perfect evaluation standard. Everyone in the "grass-roots orchestra" is like a note, they are combined according to certain rules, just as the notes are combined according to the composer's creation style and the performer's playing style, people and notes are like notes, in the direction of the most. The perfect place to move forward, that kind of power, how can it not be shocking, how can it not be tearful. Before the performance, the male protagonist said to the Communist Party member that the harmony with magic power is the real communism.
What is this magical harmony, I think, is to be strict with oneself and tolerant to others, that is, the sentence of being strict with oneself and being lenient with others, like a musical note, exists but not deliberately. There is no reason to deprive a person of the right to enjoy music, because this right cannot be deprived. Without the qin, I play in my head; without my voice, I sing in my heart. So, in the end, the communist, the good communist, set a trap for the real manager of the theater who came to make trouble, and locked him in the hut.
To understand the music, understand the politics, to understand the film. I understand, so I understand the movie very well. The original version of the text I wrote on the car could have been searched on the Internet. It was written on the way back to Beijing from Nantong. At that time, Chai Xiao accompanied me to Tianming at night, and helped me find the way forward and Power and courage. Now the school network reform is nowhere to be found. I think it's my pursuit of perfection that is wrong. Before starting, I have to think about what I want perfection and what kind of note I want to make to face my future.
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