I first met Roberto Bernini in the movie "Warrior Fighting Caesar", where he was a supporting role, a chattering and exaggerated role. When I saw Bernini again, it was in this "Tiger and Snow", which Bernini directed and acted himself, still chattering like that, still acting like that exaggerated, still like that short, not handsome, even partly bald. Up. However, after getting used to Stephen Chow’s comedy, and even after very fond of French humor such as "Warrior Fighting Caesar" and "Cleopatra’s Mission", I suddenly found a kind of peace and tragedy here in Bernini. Humor that is heavily linked. In the film, Bernini plays a poet named Adrio who teaches poetry at a certain university. He always couldn’t find where he parked his car, and he always seemed to be accustomed to taking other people’s clothes. He always dreamed that he was married to his dream lover, that is, his ex-wife Victoria, but in reality Victoria's is not appreciative. Adirion has a good friend of an Iraqi poet, Hult. When Victoria and Hult went to Baghdad in the war, Victoria was accidentally injured and her life was at stake. After hearing the news, Adirion tried every means to rush to Baghdad and asked for medicine to save Victoria's life. He also encountered a series of troubles. But Adilio has never been pessimistic, he has always maintained a very comedic optimism, has been chattering to Victoria, it seems that she is not in a coma, just resting with closed eyes. When Victoria finally woke up, Adario was unexpectedly imprisoned, and Victoria had no way of knowing who saved her. The two returned to Italy respectively. Adrio went to visit Victoria. Before leaving, he still habitually kissed Victoria’s forehead on the ground, and the necklace that belonged to Victoria passed her. Forehead, so at this time, Victoria understood everything. The plot of the story seems simple, but I believe that a good movie does not only rely on the plot to win. There are many scenes that touch me. For example, in order to tell his two daughters how he became a poet, Adilio vividly described his encounter with the bird when he was a child. Scene. Also, when Adirio found out that Hult committed suicide: Early that morning, Adirio found Hout among the Muslims rushing to the mosque. He stopped Hout, and Hout turned around and glanced at him, but he was silent, and his face seemed to be covered with a nation, All the wounds of a poet. But not long after, Adirion came to Hult’s house excitedly and wanted to tell Hult the good news of Victoria's awakening, only to find that Hult had hanged himself on the tree in his yard. The morning prayer that Adirion saw earlier may be Hult's last prayer. At this time, Adirion lost his optimism, he just murmured intermittently: "Hult, Hult, what did you do? Hult, what did you do?..." Islam does not allow believers to commit suicide. However, there may be too much suffering that a nation cannot bear, and a poet cannot bear it either. The real world is in front of us, but we often do not feel its existence. I am reminded of a sentence Adilio said when he was teaching poetry: "The whole world has suffered." Such words have actually been spoken by too many people, especially too many poets. When those of us who have not actually experienced any hardships and don't really understand the true face of the world say such things, it will only make people feel ridiculous. However, when facing the misfortune and the suffering of a nation, we look at the poet's end of his life. We have to ask: Is it true that the poet is as fragile as always, or is there indeed an individual life in this world that cannot bear it? weight? ——And the final scene is undoubtedly an infinitely reverie ending: Adirio wore the wrong clothes again, and walked back to change. Before leaving, she still kissed Victoria on the forehead. At that moment, all of Victoria's memories were awakened. She remembered that in Baghdad, when she started to sober, there was a man who kissed her on the forehead in this way, and the necklace that belonged to her was worn on his neck and lightly stroked her forehead. At this moment, the man who saved her, the man who kissed her affectionately, was in front of her. He still wore the wrong clothes, he let go of the bird in the cage tediously. She didn't say anything, just watching him back and forth, the expression on her face gradually filled with happiness, letting all the good hopes fill her heart. Here are some of my favorite dialogues (the subtitle translation seems to be slightly inconsistent with the language): 1. Adirio is vividly vivid, dancing and dancing to teach poetry in the class. At the beginning, don't write love poems. They are the hardest. Wait until you are 80 years old. Write other themes, sea, wind, antennas, trams that are late... everything can be a poem. Poetry is not rejection, but tolerance. Don't ask what poetry is, you in the mirror are poetry. I carefully sculpt the poem, choose the words carefully, and keep away from it. Sometimes it takes only eight months to think of a word. Since the time of Adam and Eve, when people know how to choose, it is the beginning of beauty. Do you know how much time Eve spent choosing leaves? (Adirio dances to pick the leaves to cover his body) How about this one? The fig tree in heaven was plucked out. Let's fall in love! Without love, life withers. Being in love can make everything alive, laugh and kill happy time. Cover your sadness and silence with enthusiasm, and show your happiness to others. How to show it? I forgot... Let me look at the notes (Adirio looks through the notes). That's what you are going to do, I can't read it out (student laughs). Only happiness can express happiness, and happiness can express sadness. There must be pain before happiness, so don't be afraid of suffering. The whole world has suffered. If you don’t have channels to express, don’t worry, you only need to write poems to express everything. Don't pursue fashion, poetry is the oldest thing. If you can't think of a word in this position, just let yourself spread out on the ground like this (Adirio lies on the floor of the classroom), and you can see the sky when you lie down. Why didn't I do this before (get up from the floor)? What are you looking at? Poets don’t look, they observe. Make words and sentences under your command. (Adrio pats the wall with both hands) If the word "wall" is not attractive, stop using it for eight years, let it be a lesson. what does that mean? have no idea! That is true beauty, just like those verses, I hope they will be passed on forever. …… 2. Adario and Hote approached Aizhimeni Pharmaceutical to treat Victoria. Hotter: ……My father respected him very much, thinking that he was the most noble person of character. Adrio: Why? What has he accomplished? Hult: He is a poet. When he was young, he fell in love with a woman and married him. A few years later, when he participated in a certain war, he heard that his wife was infected with smallpox and the flowers were completely destroyed. Ezmir said: "My eyes are hurt!" Then he said: "My eyes are blind!" Twelve years later his wife passed away, and he opened his eyes again. Adrio: Then his wife will not be uncomfortable. He played blind for twelve years? Hult: Everyone is different. It is not easy to cut your feet and fit your shoes. He never explained to anyone. 3. Glycerin can cure diseases, but Aizhimei can not remember how to make glycerol for a while Adario: Ezmir, old friend, get me some glycerin, you can do it, or she will die. If she dies, then everything in this world is over. They can take everything, remove the stars, roll up the sky, and put them on the truck, and they can also extinguish my favorite sunlight. Do you know why I like sunshine so much? Because I love her in the sun. Everything can be taken away: carpets, columns, houses, sand, wind, frogs, ripe watermelons, hail, seven o'clock in the evening, May, June and July, spices, bees, sea, courgettes... courgettes, moxa Jimenez! Give me glycerin! 4. Adirio and Hult walking under the night sky Hult: When Victoria asked me why I came back to Baghdad, that's how I told her, I told her the story of the 351st night. Adrio: Remember all the Thousand and One Nights? What about 406 nights? Hult: That night was about an Italian poet with torn shoes. Adilio: "Sky Fang Ye Tan" is really amazing. (The beautiful night sky of Baghdad appears in front of the two of them) Adilio: Beautiful sky! Hult: The sky in Baghdad is the pillow of the world. Looks like a sparkling angel. Eighty kilometers away from here, three thousand years ago, they built the Tower of Babel to climb the sky. People 80 kilometers away have a common language with us. Since they touched the sky, everyone has been separated. (The two sit on the bombed head of a statue of Saddam Hussein) Hult: According to the Muslim legend, Allah will come back occasionally because he misses the look of the starry sky from the ground. Adario: Wisdom remains in everything, what do we learn? none. Hult: Do you know why there is a war? The world exists before people, and it ends without people. ... Adario: Hult, if we follow the rules, we can go to heaven. Hult: Life is over when you die, lighter than a feather, but at least meaningful. Adario: I am still glad that I was born. I am sure that when I die, I still remember the events of my life. February 2007 Hult: When Victoria asked me why I came back to Baghdad, that's how I told her. I told her the story of the 351st Night. Adrio: Remember all the Thousand and One Nights? What about 406 nights? Hult: That night was about an Italian poet with torn shoes. Adilio: "Sky Fang Ye Tan" is really amazing. (The beautiful night sky of Baghdad appears in front of the two of them) Adilio: Beautiful sky! Hult: The sky in Baghdad is the pillow of the world. Looks like a sparkling angel. Eighty kilometers away from here, three thousand years ago, they built the Tower of Babel to climb the sky. People 80 kilometers away have a common language with us. Since they touched the sky, everyone has been separated. (The two sit on the bombed head of a statue of Saddam Hussein) Hult: According to the Muslim legend, Allah will come back occasionally because he misses the look of the starry sky from the ground. Adario: Wisdom remains in everything, what do we learn? none. Hult: Do you know why there is a war? The world exists before people, and it ends without people. ... Adario: Hult, if we follow the rules, we can go to heaven. Hult: Life is over when you die, lighter than a feather, but at least meaningful. Adario: I am still glad that I was born. I am sure that when I die, I still remember the events of my life. February 2007 Hult: When Victoria asked me why I came back to Baghdad, that's how I told her. I told her the story of the 351st Night. Adrio: Remember all the Thousand and One Nights? What about 406 nights? Hult: That night was about an Italian poet with torn shoes. Adilio: "Sky Fang Ye Tan" is really amazing. (The beautiful night sky of Baghdad appears in front of the two of them) Adilio: Beautiful sky! Hult: The sky in Baghdad is the pillow of the world. Looks like a sparkling angel. Eighty kilometers away from here, three thousand years ago, they built the Tower of Babel to climb the sky. People 80 kilometers away have a common language with us. Since they touched the sky, everyone has been separated. (The two sit on the bombed head of a statue of Saddam Hussein) Hult: According to the Muslim legend, Allah will come back occasionally because he misses the look of the starry sky from the ground. Adario: Wisdom remains in everything, what do we learn? none. Hult: Do you know why there is a war? The world exists before people, and it ends without people. ... Adario: Hult, if we follow the rules, we can go to heaven. Hult: Life is over when you die, lighter than a feather, but at least meaningful. Adario: I am still glad that I was born. I am sure that when I die, I still remember the events of my life. February 2007
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