The deepest feeling is the demonstration of the life course of the chicken in the film. From the beginning, the eggs are sent to the conveyor belt, mechanically hatched, and then passed through a series of mechanized assembly lines, and finally sent to the chicken farm, where they are raised in iron. In the cage.
I always feel that this is a metaphor for the state of life of modern people. In the post-industrial society, although the difference and richness of human life defined by birth and death no longer exist, everyone's life presents a state of alienation. The lively singing, dancing and sacrificial rituals of primitive people that appear repeatedly in the film are in stark contrast with the struggling living conditions of modern people. One is an authentic life with passion, desire, and awe, and the other is a haunting living alienated existence. Life no longer exists, and man is just a mechanical extension of the assembly line.
We have paid a huge price in pursuit of material things. The richer the material, the less the mind and spirit. War is more terrible than natural disasters. People can only forage together with animals on a huge garbage dump.
Where do we come from? who are we? Where are we going? This is probably an eternal problem for humans to think about.
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