After watching this Antonioni's "Red Desert," the only thing I know for sure is that a depressed person doesn't want to see another depressed person play out her symptoms. For all people suffering from depression, the world is divided into two simple parts, one is self, and the other is everything except yourself, and the two parts do not communicate with each other.
The film tells the struggle of a young woman suffering from depression in the Italian industrial city of Ravenna. Her name is Juliana, the wife of a factory manager. She should have a good life, but she has been entangled in pain and boundless. But she was indescribable, so that she often had some actions and words that others could not understand. No one can really understand this neurotic-looking daughter, husband, son, friend, lover... Everyone can't enter her world, otherwise this woman is difficult to get out of it, she is like living in a sealed Inside the huge machine, enduring the roaring noise, shrill screams, and the intrusion of ghostly nightmares, restless and nowhere to hide.
Depression has a longer history than any serious cancer. In the Middle Ages, depression was seen as a sin because the patient's despair was not redeemed by faith in God. During the Renaissance, depression was romanticized, and it represented depth, sentimentality, complexity, and even genius. Today, many people still regard it as a disease of wealth and wealth for the middle class and literate people, and this misunderstanding is tantamount to murder for people suffering from depression.
Some reports indicate that the number of depression patients in the world has reached 350 million. The incidence of depression in China is about 6%, or about 90 million people, but the cure rate is very few. Could be suicide.
Not every depressed patient has such a stage to "show" himself. In reality, more patients choose to endure silently and live as if nothing happened. The diagnosis and treatment mechanism of this kind of mental illness are immature. And the public's misunderstanding of such diseases, many patients would rather hide their pain than dare to make it public.
I don't think emotions can be consumed as a pop culture. Sometimes people with depression take some self-protection. They lightly summarize their pain-bearing gestures into a word for "mourning", which is simple and playful. Packing it with less sharp words may make the problem look less bad. After all, the public does not have so much patience. People ponder the "mourning" thing like other things. If you have been immersed in it for a long time, Then you're too bad. They say "mourning" is out of fashion now. I feel like throwing up when I see that word. You don't expect the crowd to be empathetic, if it's hell, you'll be alone a lot of the time.
In the eyes of depressive patients, everything in the world is gray, including themselves. In fact, whether it is in a dirty industrial area or a modern modern city, disillusionment breeds the same, and the environment, elegant or unbearable, does not fill the desolation in the heart. The world is like a lonely hell in Sartre's writings. There is no understanding and tolerance from others, only endless ridicule and mutual harm.
Similarly, self-rescue is also a flutter with no clear direction. Depressed patients have taken the initiative to isolate themselves from the world, and their hearts are as chaotic as a cemetery.
Forget it, don't write, no fuck to say.
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