I just watched Mr. Bean's 05 noir film "Keep Silent" in the evening. I said it was black because the film's seemingly cheerful tone was deep despair. The crazy logic that gives the film a "humorous" color will one day sink us all in the water and grass under the pond, looking at each other. The life dilemma in "Keep Silence" may be summed up by two lines of Yu Dafu's poems, "Life and death are unbearable in middle age, life is not easy and death is not easy." All the shattered and shattered dying can be solved by a kind and cruel old woman. Is it? The role of the grandmother does not have any realistic rationality, and the peacefulness of Mr. Bean's family is nothing but a piece of illusion. I think if possible, they will bury countless people at the bottom of the pond, no matter if these people are guilty or unprovoked, kind or tough, until we finally bury ourselves like this irrationally. This seemingly powerful solution brings endless absurd pain.
The last scene of the film flashed, and I was stunned for a full thirty seconds. If there really was a smile on my face, it was also an extremely bitter smile. This is how "Keep Silent" showed us a heavy and unbearable modern fairy tale. After the extreme dramatization, it is the extreme depression and dilapidation. In the film, the clumsy daily life of the pastor and the casual but random emotional affair of the pastor's wife are all telling the reality in which we are in it. The happy turnaround brought by the killer grandma is not a solution, but a crazy transcendence of the rules of reality. Facing the inextricability of sin, the pastor's family chose to kill the workers who planned to fill the pool. The film ended and brisk music played. If it were not for such an unavoidable ending, the audience would at least have a trace of excuses and reasons for moral excuses for the "happy family" who had not become the murderer. But the director was cold enough to extinguish this little hope. Our happiness is based on sin, because the world we face is so absurd and evil, we have no choice. Every time I see the helpless plight of the clumsy Doudou in life, my heart will tremble and ache unconsciously, because I always have a strange feeling that Ron Atkinson is not acting in a movie, pastor. He has all of himself in him. There was news a long time ago that Atkinson, the best comedian in Britain, suffers from depression that most ordinary people can avoid. There are two kinds of movies in this world, and there are also two ways of writing. The best writers' best works are writing about himself. The best work of the best actor is also acting himself. Jim Carrey’s best work is "The Eternal Sunshine of a Beautiful Heart". That kind of superb performance is not only a skill that can be achieved. The tired, painful, autistic and silent young man is Kim Carrey himself. It is this film. The film turned a second-rate comedy star into a great actor. "Why does a depression sufferer perform so many excellent comedies? How can a person who is not happy create happiness for others?" Jim Carrey replied: "This kind of comedy can be derived entirely from despair." I don't know this. Does the sentence also apply to Zhou Xingchi, that exaggerated and funny king of comedy on the screen, that middle-aged man with a reluctant smile in his life? I don't know if this sentence also applies to Mr. Bean Atkinson, the silent Atkinson. Do you think you are very happy? Do you feel that you are extremely painful? Wear those frivolous and trivial lives, stop your hasty steps, and take a closer look at these desperate actors!
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