disappear.
Someone disappeared suddenly, without knowing where he went, no more news. I don’t know if you often notice the wire stalks or the missing person revelations posted and published in the newspapers. Of course, it is not all because of Alzheimer’s or mental illness. There is no reason and clues for many people to disappear suddenly from your side.
Is it boredom or revenge, resistance or ridicule? Behind every missing story, I always seem to hear the vicious ridicule of the futile made by the missing person for those confused trying to find them.
Disappearance is another manifestation of death.
For Peter Will, there is no room for reconciliation between individual and society, ideals and reality, romance and reason. In the typical Anglo-Saxon imbalanced aesthetic criteria, the continuity of the externally cold and rational Victorian cannot Cover up the ardent internal resistance and even fanaticism. I always think that this nation, which is inherently introverted and poorly expressed, can have such amazing commercial achievements and once huge domination, it is entirely due to the result of their inner repression. Just like the British woman Hitchcock described, a female teacher who took a taxi with a man, suddenly unzipped his pants.
Since the film came out, various explanations from various angles have been unable to reveal the mystery of this real event, whether it was the voluntary resistance of the spring girl or the tarnished chastity. Perhaps it was just a terrifying event full of dirty scandals. The result was three. The disappearance of the woman. Is there really a kind of power that turns the beautiful Miranda into a swan? Mystics and materialists can argue. However, I prefer a self-indulgent and destructive resistance. In relation to the director's own theme, this is how I understand this horror and mysterious image.
Suddenly think of a piece of social news I read when I was in junior high school. In a remote mountain village, five young girls, after watching the Japanese movie "Gorgeous Family", lamented that they would never be able to live that kind of dreamlike life, so they jumped into the river together. They believe that only after reincarnation can they have the right to choose a wealthy family. At that time, the news was accompanied by many editor's clichés, which were nothing more than lamenting the ignorance of these girls. They only saw the flashy and corrupt life of the capitalist society, but did not understand the critical spirit in it. At that time, I felt shocked and desperate. These girls were nothing more than naive thinking that only death can lead to a poor and closed life. They chose death because of their strongest desire for life. It is a certainty. This way, as Schopenhauer said. This news that has passed for more than 20 years has been in my heart. I always admire those girls who jumped into the river. At least I don't have the courage. I can only be a prisoner of life. These mountain girls seem to be a kind of counter-evidence from the three British women in the film. One is because they want to get rid of the shackles of the stale middle class and desire physical and mental liberation and freedom in nature, and arbitrary indulgence and destruction. It is to escape the closed and impoverished life, yearn for the glitz and vanity of the world, and hope to get rich and luxurious in the next life. Two different stories are telling women's helplessness and depression, both are accusing the cold society of the cruel persecution of women, one is because of the restraint of nature and body, the other is because of poverty and ignorance. Women do not escape these two ends wherever they are, whether it is a female writer in a coffee shop in Vienna or a female worker on the Dongguan assembly line.
Whether under the mysterious cliffs of Australia or the feasting city, pain and depression always accompany a woman's life.
What I saw on that cliff, was the world, a man, or a dream, whatever it was, was lost in it, or disappeared voluntarily.
Raymond Chandler said that farewell is a little bit of death,
so disappearance is another form of death.
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