Today I went to the theater alone to watch the Cantonese version of Changjiang No. 7. I thought there would be fewer people watching the Cantonese version, but I didn't expect that a huge hall was still full. The movie has not yet started, and people come in in groups of three or five. The hall was a bit chilly, and it smelled like the stale and stale smell of the basement. After crowding in these individuals, it was still not able to add any physical energy, but one side was closed and cold. I huddled in my grey hood, watching the hordes of couples and friends watching a movie with each other, everyone seemed so happy. I am also happy, if you can see it, you should be able to see the long smile on my face. On this Friday afternoon, I watched and listened to the laughter of others, and I was very happy to be able to watch Stephen Chow with so many people.
"Yangtze River No. 7", um, what should I say? After watching the movie, I met several people who asked me if "Yangtze River No. 7" was good. I hesitated for a long time, unable to directly say good or bad. This is a movie that doesn't make people laugh hard and cry deeply. Even the part that entertains the audience is not straightforward and fun, but a bit of sour aftertaste.
I remembered watching "Monkey King's Journey to the West" alone in the theater many years ago. When "Monkey King's Journey to the East" first came out, my high school friend yp and I rushed to join us. Two young girls were having a great time at the theater. They were laughing out of breath, and they made an appointment when the next episode came out. To see together again. I forgot the reason, the promised "must", both of them missed the appointment. When I was in middle school, my friends were going to the movies, so I rarely had the opportunity to go to the theater alone. Fortunately, it was a movie that I watched alone. I didn't expect that I would cry so hard in a dark theater. In the early years, theaters were not as institutionalized as they are now. Sometimes there was no show after a movie. At that time, I had the cheek to stay and watch it three times. When I left the theater, my eyes were so swollen that I couldn’t see the road under my feet. I just feel dizzy, and it feels like everything is passing by. Thinking back to that time, I was really young, and I didn't know much about personnel, let alone anything else. But vaguely perceive things like love, religion and life, and those who are really cruel have no choice.
In those years, Stephen Chow acted in one movie after another, and I also pieced together the present appearance piece by piece in my youth map. Zhou Xingchi's films were the biggest expectation in addition to reading martial arts novels at that time when he was struggling to study. After watching a lot of Stephen Chow's movies, such exaggerated acting methods seem to be fixed on this person. After that, no matter who acts in this way, it seems that it is not as natural as Stephen Chow. He always has a sad face to demonstrate emotions that are very different. He doesn't feel sincere when crying and laughing, but he has his own sincerity. The abrupt feeling produced by comparison is a departure from the set we have long been accustomed to in reality. The way to deal with it is to lead to conflict - sadness leads to happiness, extreme happiness turns sadness, we can't help crying and laughing with tears.
Many people seem to be very disappointed with "Changjiang No. 7", criticizing Zhou Xingchi for his poor skills and can only repeat himself. These criticisms are not unreasonable, but this is how I see Stephen Chow now. A performer may have some representative works in his life, but "progress" is usually only a generalization of the general direction, and cannot be compared with a single work. Originally the best works are not necessarily the last ones. For Stephen Chow, it does not seem to be a big problem whether he is already repeating himself. Some peaks are created by oneself, and they are still convinced if they cannot be turned over. Besides, Stephen Chow’s films have long become a “genre”. For the audience who love him, once again reviewing the nonsensical nature of Zhou’s jumping thinking, it is more about Mixed with the recognition of Stephen Chow as a person in memory.
2001's "Shaolin Soccer" is a peak of Stephen Chow, which can be directed and acted, can be sad or happy, has flesh and bones, is deep and powerful, and the emotions that make people cry and laugh are integrated. Such a sensational movie that can be applauded and popular is a test of skill than simply making a movie that makes people applauded or popular. The "Kung Fu" that followed was inevitably compared with "Shaolin Soccer". "Kung Fu" is still good, but the feeling of making love is stronger, and the feeling of making love is even stronger in "Yangtze River No. 7". In "Yangtze River No. 7", Zhou Xing galloped into a supporting role and didn't play much. The protagonist was Xu Jiao, who was the opposite, and Qi Zai was responsible for making the jokes. "Poor and Lowly Father and Son" is the introduction of this play, "Pepsi Ai" draws out the audience's sympathy; the family relationship between Zhou Tie and Xiao Di has the function of fanning the flames - apart from love, what else can surpass reality Difficulty? In the summer night, Xiao Di and Zhou Tie slept together sweaty and sweaty. In the embarrassing material environment, because they still did not leave each other, their tragic fate had firm strength. How many people like this are around us, no matter how good fortune makes people, how rough things are in the world, we can still love as always? The scene of Zhou Tie's death moved many people, and the girl sitting near me burst into tears. I didn't feel particularly sad, but I felt a sense of distance from that kind of close death. At the moment, I was worried: How would the foreman who kindly let Zhou Tie reinstate himself? Fortunately, there are Qizai, who have become the only way to rescue the unsatisfactory life in this world. The directness and transparency of the friendship between Qizai and Xiaodi is a pure interaction. The sci-fi thing Qizai came to Earth, and is only suitable for being friends with children. If you are with adults, I am afraid that it will be quickly commercialized and then consumed (I suspect that Zhou Tie will sell Qizai for money). The relationship between people is much more complicated and subtle than the relationship between alien dogs and children. Somehow, this reminds me of the turmoil between Stephen Chow and the star girls.
In general, "Yangtze River No. 7" is not very good-looking, but I like it very much - such an expression, such an afternoon, hey, this is Zhou Xingchi. Over the years in my life, the happy times that have happened, familiar, and growing up with Stephen Chow movies are beyond analysis. Like the zongzi made by my mother, the taste of my mother cannot be eaten in the north and south of the river.
After watching the movie, I took the shuttle bus home. A minibus is just me, a middle-aged man, and three young girls. The car turned around the streets, the corners, the signboards that I used to be familiar with when I was a child, and the delicious pork ribs rice is still there... I have been away from home for so many years. Over the years, I have been studying and working abroad by myself. I rarely miss home, and when I go back, I have no sense of home. At one time, I thought that I was uneasy and self-willed, and that living alone was the right self-protection for me. However, some thoughts and past events were carried on my shoulders all the way, like luggage drifting around with me. I'm used to it, and I don't feel the weight. Until I come back here, I have no space to organize the retrospective, and can also evoke the bitterness and sweetness of those growing up. The bustling and bustling road that the shuttle bus passes through is as bustling as ever. This is really a material world with a very clear price tag. Parallel to it, there are impermanent births, old age, sickness and death that are irreversible, and a poor life like Zhou Tie is still going on. If Xiao Di doesn't have Zhou Tie lying next to him when he wakes up, what should Xiao Di do after losing his last relative? I suddenly couldn't bear these possibilities, and my face was tilted to the window, and I burst into tears.
Dear S, it's great that Qizai can help Xiaodi get back what he can't lose, but it's not a miracle. It is a miracle that Zhou Tie loves Xiao Di so desperately, and it is a miracle that Qi Zai is willing to sacrifice himself to help Xiao Di. How miserable life would be if there were no people in this world who we are willing to sacrifice to love and who are willing to sacrifice ourselves to love us. Gains and losses in life are not based on calculations. The meaning of "cherishing fortune" lies in being able to truly insist on something, rather than just talking about it.
About life, about sincerity, about love.
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