(I just read the Southern Weekend report about Guan Dongtian and Zhou Libo, and I feel that Guan is very similar to the above two people, and has a long life in life; Zhou is completely different, not to mention it)
But in this film, Matt plays the role of There is not much space, and his performance seems to be mainly to help Freeman. No wonder Freeman played President Mandela. For Freeman, this is an honor and a challenge. But such worries seem to be somewhat redundant. In the movie, the images of Freeman and Mandela almost overlap. In the camera is the old man. Mandela, who spent 27 years in prison but forgiving his enemies in his heart, is Mandela who handed over his personal safety to the white bodyguard, in order to break racial prejudice and fight against all opinions. , Mandela, who fully supports the Springboks, is the Mandela who brought new life to South Africa, and the mandela with a broad mind and great love.
Some critics think that because of his strong American flavor, Freeman did not perform Mandela's aura. But given that playing the great man who is still alive and well-known by the public is itself the biggest test for an actor, and Freeman's usual excellent performance is easy to make people expect too much of him, I think he has done well enough. Moreover, I would like to believe that Freeman can interpret this former South African president not only because of his superb acting skills, but also because of their similar personalities, the same mindset, and the insight and understanding of life. This similarity has nothing to do with the industry, and it crosses gender and race, time and space. In the play, when he stands there, you can feel that this person has a strong heart, his tenacity, his loneliness, his fraternity, and fearlessness. For me, a film can bring such a movie experience, it is enough.
Attached is the poem that inspired Mandela in prison and the "Springboks" in the team’s plight in the film. Freeman’s reading makes people remember it; maybe in the future, I hope I can still be in trouble. Hold on to your persistence.
"Unconquerable"
-William Ernest Henry (English)
Out of the night that covers me, darkness is shrouded in layers like hell.
Thank God for giving me an indomitable soul. Even if
I am held tightly by hell, I will not shrink or scream
. I am scarred under the fate of fate. Tired still swear not to bow his head.
Beyond this anger and tears, the shadow of terror is wandering,
but after years of threats,
I will eventually find that I am fearless, no matter how narrow the door I will pass through, no matter how much punishment I will bear,
I am Master of my own destiny, I am the helmsman of my soul.
Invictus
By William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
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