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Desert Camel
Keagan 2022-01-16 08:01:33
An autobiographical journey of Australia from East Sydney to the west coast of the desert. It travels along winding latitudes. It is uncertain that the geography along the way involves geomorphology, vegetation, animals, and the breadth of the indigenous people; it is also uncertain that the original author of the novel's crossing actions are in overall anthropology. In, as the origin of the trend of thought, the earliest time is traced back, or the heyday of popularity; but it is certainly possible to feel the uncertainty brought by the multidimensional space of time. The heat wave, the multi-layered consciousness of the individual and the difficulties along the way are displayed between the subtle and meticulous and soothing music, which indirectly shortens the psychological journey for us to experience the fetters of life. Continued heat waves and subconscious minds mingled as we moved forward, recalling when we had a similar burnt feeling in the afternoon... "The beginning and the end will change the form" is the end of the film and the end of this article.
Extended Reading
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Jaylen 2022-03-18 09:01:06
I haven't read a novel, but I believe that the text is more powerful than the camera. The director has not released much, but only used photography, music and other elements to concoct a pot of chicken soup for the soul. Especially in the second half, there are more cliché plots, so it is particularly boring to look at, and it also creates the heroine’s self-values. The distance with the audience is widened, and there is little resonance. However, Mia Huasikowski's acting skills still add a lot to the film.
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Jaylen 2022-03-20 09:02:33
Mia is really a very self-made actor, and all the characters are clearly marked with Mia. The film itself is loose and weak, but the huge energy hidden behind Mia's soft voice and the loneliness displayed by her body is super attractive, like a black hole, sucking you into her powerful world.
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Robyn: In the desert time is elusive. There were days when minutes dragged on for years, and the hours stretched for eons. It felt as if I was perfectly stationary, walking in place, pushing the world around under my feet. But time moves in one direction, always forward. So I decided to keep on walking no matter what.
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[last lines]
Robyn: I'd pared my possessions down to almost nothing. I had a filthy old sarong for hot weather, and a jumper and woolly socks for cold weather. I had something to sleep on, and something to eat and drink out of. And that was all I needed. Like any journey, it's not what you carry, but what you leave behind.