It is a subversive first-person distinction between subjective and objective, and it eventually blurs it uninterruptedly. Of course, it has a main thread. The film crew itself (the protagonist) was confused with us (the audience), and we all intervened unintentionally. Because that will no longer be a film in the ordinary sense, but a film that describes our own "my life" by recording and re-recording and "screen-to-screen", that I am "man", and even more plural " men".
The "person" emphasizing the object is related to the subjective "ontology" that the person itself is the subject and is given the meaning of "object". Because it is an "illusion" in itself [cf. Lacan], it is an "illusion" extended as an object of man, and man as the body of the illusion has a new "illusion". Then, this real "illusion" is our long-lost "virtual image" hidden in our hearts.
We think in turn, giving so much meaning to it, is it the object of being bitten in itself, so we were caught, and it took us badly.
Since the photographers have changed their subjective and objective relationship with the protagonist, they have also been involved in it. Their violence and heavy retribution are like the member who expressed their feelings after losing the sound engineer. The film has to be filmed because of their own process. Just clueless. From the beginning to the end, from shooting to death to the front of the camera, all this is foreshadowing the rebelliousness and final completion of the whole film, from the old woman's house to the bar, from the painting exhibition to the hospital bed, from the poem to the repeatedly abandoned corpse; In addition, we know that it is the shadow of many films. His violence stimulates nerves, from "A Clockwork Orange" to "Irrevocable". Humanity may be the main thing, no matter the lens, lighting or scene, they all serve the visual theme reflected in the film. It guides a rational person (the protagonist) to face off against each other in different situations, and further depicts the rebellion of human nature.
A set of slow-motion replays of the film once again remind us that this is art, even if it is violence. From the perpetrator’s dissatisfaction with his works and the paralyzed state of our constant indulging in its art and ignoring violence, it is impossible to penetrate the meaning of the whole body. Perhaps people are wearing masks that start with the "misunderstanding" of fate.
When it comes to ourselves, is it the "violent" holster, or the "seagull" sent tremblingly? In short, we are no longer ourselves. Under the hypocritical gaze, we hide a fierce heart, just as Marcuse’s "One Faced Man" mentioned that "various social controls have penetrated deeply into people's hearts, and people are increasingly following the rules..." and Lacan's critique of ideology said, "Everyone knows that it is the way of the wolf, but they are busy doing things for the tiger; even if they are punished in the future, they will not hesitate." Only in this way can we get closer to the "real world" of our desires, because this is a "dream".
The cry like a dove implies heaviness and rebirth.
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