Of course, the trucks photographed when they first arrived at the Antarctic, the rectangular houses with solid colors, and the muddy roads that were pressed out of the rut, felt like a cold industrial city, full of boring factories. Unexpectedly, there is such a place in Antarctica. However, when you enter the house, you will find people with stories. They are like the linguist said: "Those who are not bound generally fall to the bottom of the earth." I like this statement. Easy and fun.
The director mentioned a detail that the diver would not speak every time before preparing to go into the water, as if performing a sacred ritual. Every entry into the water means a possible farewell forever. I can't imagine what it feels like in the hearts of people who live like this every day. However, the world under the ice calls them, and I think they must have their own beliefs in their hearts.
Diving into the world under the ice is like an astronaut floating in the universe. There is a mysterious and terrible feeling in the filming by the director, as if he is about to enter another world. It reminds me of Jack who chooses to swim with the dolphins in "Blue Sea and Blue Sky". Imagine that a diver sees a sea jellyfish glowing with orange-red light, thinking about wandering deep under the ice layer and being attracted to another world. What will that world look like? Maybe they will return to the original form of life, enter the single-cell microscopic world, and experience some magical and dangerous things.
The indoor shooting often reminds me of Uncle Ya Ren's "Antarctic Cook". Whether it is playing rock music, undergoing a medical examination, or a hotel-like room, they are all reflected in "The Antarctic Cook". No matter in any corner of the earth, life continues unless life ends.
In the whole film, the most moving scene is the penguin set off lonely towards the mountains. At that moment, I felt that it was not a penguin, but a person, feeling unspeakably tragic.
Three people in red jackets lie on their sides or kneel and listen to the calls of seals under the ice, like alarms and radio waves, reminding me of the lively bird calls in the quiet forest. Below the ice is like a virgin forest that has not been cultivated by humans, so it is even more fascinating.
In the end, the low singing and the blue light in the darkness seemed to take away the human soul.
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