Despair - a metaphor for life

Emerson 2022-04-20 09:02:52

Despair, endless despair. Personally, I prefer to compare a movie to a fable, especially in such a movie that doesn't have a particularly dramatic plot, and it is simply divided into six days and everyone can see that it is a metaphor for the seven days of Jesus. After five or six working days, we went to perdition.

Repetition is the keynote of this film. There are a lot of long shots in the film to show the life segments such as dressing, undressing, eating potatoes, etc. I can see a certain order in it, just like the life of ordinary people, it seems like a running account. , Every day of life moves forward in such a repetitive order. But one day something changed. The horse went on strike, went on a hunger strike, and then we had to stay in the house because the outside world was too bad, and we couldn't change the chaos of the outside environment. Eventually the wells dry up and food is gone. The seventh day is the time of perdition. Of course we had our reflections, we had packed our bags and crossed the hills and walked outside, but we came back.

So what does that horse mean. The story of Nietzsche and the horse is the beginning of the film, no matter from which angle I think it should come back to this story. The groom beats the horse, Nietzsche hugs the horse frantically, and in the movie the horse goes on strike and goes on a hunger strike. To make a simple and common analogy: I smoke, I keep smoking, it's like whipping a horse, I regret it when I get old, I want to quit smoking, so I desperately want to quit smoking, but in the end, my lungs still work, so I go to death . This is an easy way to understand the expression of the film, and to understand most of the metaphors in the film. For example, the arrival of the gypsies, a symbol of freedom and debauchery, but I rejected them and drove them away mercilessly, although the soft part of my heart was a little shaken. I also got a book because of it, that's knowledge, that's the Bible, but I can only read it in a bad way. People who came to buy wine said a lot, but it was all bullshit in my opinion.

My personal favorite scene in the film is of them sitting by the window. In addition to undressing, sleeping, dressing, eating, chopping firewood and washing clothes, their daily life is to sit in front of the window and look into the distance. In Beratar's film of metaphorical despair, it is the only one with a romantic, still image, like a painting, but with infinite space for illusion. Just like our life, in addition to eating, working and sleeping, we can do a lot of romantic things. Through the small window, we can ignore the wind outside the window, we can enjoy, we can spend time, and we can imagine endlessly. Of course, in the end we came back, expecting the horses to eat and drink a little more.

The order collapses at a certain moment, the order will always collapse, it may be the strike of the horse, it may be the strike of the lungs, the human heart is impacted, and the life is broken. And loneliness, minimal communication, full of loneliness. So is society, maybe God can save it, but he can also be a dictator, savoring what wine buyers say. The world is going to be destroyed, we will regret it, one day we will cry and hug a horse, but the decision has already been decided, we can't change anything.

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  • Narrator: In Turin on the 3rd of January 1889, Friedrich Nietzsche steps out of the doorway of number six, Via Carlo Albert, perhaps to take a stroll, perhaps to go by the post office to collect his mail. Not far from him, the driver of a hansome cab is having trouble with a stubborn horse. Despite all his urging, the horse refuses to move, whereupon the driver - Giuseppe? Carlo? Ettore? - loses his patience and takes his whip to it. Nietzsche comes up to the throng and puts an end to the brutal scene caused by the driver, by this time foaming at the mouth with rage. For the solidly built and full-moustached gentleman suddenly jumps up to the cab and throws his arms around the horse's neck, sobbing. His landlord takes him home, he lies motionless and silent for two days on a divan until he mutters the obligatory last words "Mutter, ich bin dumm!" and lives for another ten years, silent and demented, under the care of his mother and sisters. We do not know what happened to the horse.

  • Bernhard: Everything's in ruins, everything's been degraded, but I could say that they've ruined and degraded everything, because this is not some kind of cataclysm coming about with so-called "innocent" human aid, on the contrary, it's about man's own judgment over his own self, which of course God has a big hand in, or, dare I say, takes part in, and whatever he takes part in is the most ghastly creation that you can imagine, because, you see, the world has been debased, so it doesn't matter what I say because everything has been debased that they've acquired and since they've acquired everything in a sneaky, underhanded fight, they've debased everything, because whatever they touch, and they touch everything, they've debased; this is the way it was until the final victory, until the triumphant end; acquire, debase, debase, acquire; or I can put it differently if you'd like, to touch, debase and thereby acquire, or touch, acquire and thereby debase; it's been going on like this for centuries, on, on and on; this and only this, sometimes on the sly, sometimes rudely, sometimes gently, sometimes brutally, but it has been going on and on; yet only in one way; like a rat attacks from ambush; because for this perfect victory it was also essential that the other side, that is, everything's that's excellent, great in some way and noble, should not engage in any kind of fight, there shouldn't be any kind of struggle, just the sudden disappearance of one side meaning the disappearing of the excellent, the great, the noble, so that by now the winners who have won by attacking from ambush rule the earth and there isn't a single tiny nook where one can hide something from them because everything they can lay their hands on is theirs, even things that they can't reach but they do reach are also theirs; the heavens are already theirs and theirs are all our dreams; theirs is the moment, nature, infinite silence; even immortality is theirs, you understand?; everything, everything is lost forever, and those many nobles, great and excellent just stood there, if I can put it that way; they stopped at this point and had to understand and had to accept that there is neither God nor gods, and the excellent, the great and the noble had to understand and accept this right from the beginning, but, of course, they were quite incapable of understanding it, they believed it and accepted it but they didn't understand it; they just stood there, bewildered but not resigned until something, that flash on the mind, finally enlightened them, and all at once they realized that there is neither God nor gods; all at once they saw that there is neither good nor bad; then they saw and understood that if this was so then they themselves did not exist either; you see, I reckon this may have been the moment when we can say that they were extinguished, they burnt out; extinguished and burnt out like the fire left to smolder in the meadow; one was the constant loser, the other was the constant victor; defeat, victory, defeat, victory; and one day, here in the neighborhood I had to realize and I did realize that I was mistaken, I was truly mistaken when I thought that there had never been and could never be any kind of change here on earth; because, believe me, I know now that this change has indeed taken place.