I'm really tired after reading it
The film itself is very long and very long, with a slow rhythm and weird background music that slowly tells the three black fairy tales.
There are three places in the film that shocked me. One is when the queen is eating her bloody heart, one is when Dora, who is rejuvenated, is sleeping on the red blanket, and the other is the picture above, my favorite picture...
The queen wanted the child very very much, and wanted to be indifferent to the king who loved her so much that he paid his life for it. In fact, I don't quite understand this kind of fanatical sentiment of wanting children very much. If you don’t even love your husband, then why would you want a child?
I have seen such a story. A woman slept with many different men and gave birth to one child after another. Whenever a man wanted to marry her, she would drive him away and devote herself to giving birth to the next child. The man's effect on her is nothing but a sperm. She gave birth to more than a dozen children and lived a vibrant life.
One day, her eldest daughter told her that she was pregnant, she was sluggish, and then she cried bitterly.
This first story is about the separation between mother and child. Even if they are in their teens or 20s, I hope that the child will stay in his arms like a giant baby, just a sick mother-child connection.
The second story is the separation between the sisters. The elder sister who is ambitious to pursue wealth and status and the idiot only knows the younger sister who is attached to the elder sister. When the sister gets younger and becomes the queen, what she thinks of is still following her all the time. Simple, pitiful, but unable to sympathize. My sister is not a ruthless person, it's just that my sister can't understand adult games, so she skinned herself.
The third story is my favorite story.
The innocent and fanciful princess was lost to the primitive giant by her mediocre father as an item. The princess wanted to commit suicide, but she still didn't have the courage. She was taken into a cave, ate raw meat, slept on the dirty ground, and endured the rude caress of the giant.
She met a circus, and the handsome boy who walked the tightrope successfully rescued her. She thought she had escaped the suffering, but the giant chased after her and strangled everyone's heads. The princess hid in the corner shivering.
The giant looked at her angrily, but couldn't bear to move her. She stepped forward, leaning against the giant, and buried her head deeply in the giant's arms. The giant squatted down and let her climb on his shoulders.
She climbed up obediently, and cut the giant's throat with a knife.
This is the husband you chose for me.
I was a bit feminist, and seeing this scene, I was really dark in my heart. I admit that this is unfair to the giant who actually didn't want to hurt the princess.
But the way the giant loves her is to imprison her in a cave, drink rainwater and eat raw meat. He wants to give her the best, but what can he give?
Just like many closed and primitive villages in the mountains, they have no daughter-in-law, they buy a daughter-in-law, do they love their daughter-in-law by imprisoning her? As long as I give you what I think is good, can I do whatever I want with you?
They think that women are born for men. They think that the role of women is to have children. They think that rape is like a male dog on the roadside encountering a beautiful bitch. Isn’t it normal to ride on it?
This is determined by their educational environment, and we really cannot blame them blindly. But when they try to treat women in this way, should we accept it with gratitude, and then rest assured that it is our responsibility to give birth to children in a small closed village?
Obviously not
So for those who love the giant, scold the princess, and hope that the princess and the giant are together, I can only say that I can’t agree.
There was a woman who was abducted and sold into the mountains. Her husband kept guarding her until she gave birth to a boy and a girl.
The man went out to sell medicinal materials, and the woman wanted to take the opportunity to escape. Her five-year-old child cried and hugged her leg to prevent her from leaving.
So she broke the child's calf bone.
I sympathize with that child, but I think the woman did nothing wrong. This is not the crystallization of love, but the product of shame.
What we have to do is to avoid innocent women being abducted into the mountains, instead of accusing women who have run away, and use everything for the sake of children to persuade women to stay and endure this kind of life.
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