Sending you apples will rot,
sending you roses will wither,
sending you grapes will crush
you and give you my tears
——Albanian teenager A
If you will leave tomorrow, what will you do today? The doctor told you that when you can’t stand it, you should go to him. Everyone knows. But it will make the rest of your journey less painful. You can’t go back to this world again, and you can’t continue your unfinished journey. Poetry, when the morning sun rises tomorrow, you will not sleep on a lounger, maybe the neighbor will still play the same music, but it has nothing to do with you, the waves may still beat the beach in front of you, but only the empty room is listening Reverberate, you must say goodbye to all this, only mother, still calling in your dream: Alexander, Alexander.
If you will leave tomorrow, what will you do today? You want to entrust the dog to your daughter, but you are so divided, she doesn't even want to know where you are going, the son-in-law wants to sell the old house by the sea, and you can't do anything about it. You left the letter from your wife Anna to your daughter. It says everything about love. Maybe you think this is the only thing that can be called an inheritance. You still lead your dog and leave sadly. This is an indifferent world. Fortunately, you have decided to leave. Unexpectedly, perhaps because of God’s arrangement, you met an Albanian wandering teenager, your life It has since been rewritten, although only for one day.
If you will leave tomorrow, what will you do today? Looking back on your own life and your own history, you tell the teenager about your father, is he Solomos? The Greek poet who grew up in Italy returned to Greece for the independence of his motherland, bought words from ordinary laborers, and finally wrote "Ode to Freedom" in his native language, which has been sung as the Greek national anthem to this day. The boy was abducted by snakeheads in Greece. You took the risk to rescue him. He faces both police and military dangers. You want to send him back to Albania. So he describes to you how a group of teenagers crossed the blockade and avoided landmines. , You see the human body hanging on the barbed wire on the foggy border, so you decide to take him back to Greece. When the young man cowered in the corner, he sang softly: "The wandering bird is crying in a foreign land/lucky foreign land, I miss you/Kofra, my little flower." You finally understand your father, Kofra, this is you Words that are willing to spend money to buy.
If you will leave tomorrow, what will you do today? You remember the day when your daughter is full moon, the happy gatherings of relatives and friends, your wife is so beautiful, the sun is so bright, you go out to sea and dance on the beach, Anna does not want to be separated from you, and you always look in a trance, when you ask her: tomorrow What is it? Anna replied: One more day than forever, you did not hear clearly, one more day than forever! She ran away happily, and she declared in the letter that as long as you stay with her all day, it will actually be the day after eternity. My mother was not old at the time. She liked such cheerful scenes. On the last day of your life, you must go to see your mother. She doesn't recognize you anymore, but she still mutters: Alexander, Alexander.
If you will leave tomorrow, what will you do today? One of the homeless children in Albania had a car accident. It was Sailin who took them through the minefield. Although a few years older, he was still a child. They burned his clothes and said goodbye to each one, oh Sai Lin, when you set sail to reach the other shore, oh, Sai Lin, they just sighed like this, every child instantly grew into an adult. Finally, it’s late at night, and the boat carrying the children still has two hours to arrive. So you, the boy who was given to you by God, and the boy who sold words to you, took a round bus ride together. The children looked at the car excitedly. The night view outside the window, you are watching the crowds going up and down, the car passing by the political station, the demonstrators dispersed, and the young man carrying the red flag on his shoulders came up, but he soon fell asleep; the car passed the music station and came up. Music trio, you heard the familiar music again; when the car arrived at the college station, Solomos got on the car and poured out his unfinished poem to you: The
last stars after dawn
show that the morning sun is coming,
thick fog and shadows are all Unable to stain
the cloudless sky, the
breeze comforts all living beings, just
like the words in the heart,
life is sweet
and
life is so sweet
If you will leave tomorrow, and the morning sun has risen tomorrow, you once again come to the seaside of the old house, chanting the words bought from the boy: Kofra/Exile/I/Late Night/Exile/Kou Fula/Kofla, you saw your beautiful wife again. You decided not to go to the hospital and wait for death. You hopefully faced the sea and told the last arrangement of a poet. After a while, you will be with your wife. Embracing in another world, and there will always be someone selling words to you. In that foreign land, there is still a melody you are familiar with. The only thing you have to do is to do your unfinished work in this world and wait for that day to come.
Postscript:
We used to be so familiar with Albania. The Managis brothers who were born here were the pioneers of film in the entire Balkans. We still remember "The Eighth is a Bronze Statue", which was once a heroic ode that moved us. In 1998, when Jeropoulos filmed this movie, there was another look. Before, Uncle Hoxha completely destroyed the country’s traditional culture. After that, the guerrillas pushed the country into the abyss. In the Balkans, a group of teenagers escaped from their homes. They squatted down, threw stones, then squatted down, threw stones, and passed through minefields in this naive way. They came to the relatively wealthy neighboring country, Greece, by cleaning the car windows. More precisely, it is begging for a living. Like in any other country, young homeless children are always the prey of lawless elements. Faced with a bleak life, the director appears helpless. He both opposes the brutal police practices and is unable to give Better suggestions. In this movie, the Albanian teenager and the gloomy winter mist constitute the absurd scenery of this world. It is the background of the protagonist’s decision to leave. This teenager, like the apricot and yellow shirt he wears, stands out in the gloomy world, starting from his first He smiled shyly at Alexander the other time, and then the grandparents embraced and wept. What they brought to the world were hopes and dreams. The poems he blurted out were not only the milk of his mother tongue, but also the nutrition of the future.
Angelopoulos once again showed his poetic talent in this film. If someone shoots a movie with the concept of poetry, it is undoubtedly Angelo, just like "The Journey of Ulysses" Like brother tribute, this is a film that pays tribute to the Greek poet Solomos. Therefore, many poetic elements are used in the film, not only in terms of language, but fundamentally possessing the characteristics of poetry, the rhythm of moving clouds and flowing water, Soothing like an idyllic, changing sceneries instead of simple montages, it achieves the effect of singing three sighs, pushing a door open, and outside the door is the beautiful wife thirty years ago, standing back along a river bank. When it comes to Solomos in Greece, only poets are like this. Jump to the distance you accidentally and just reach. In addition, the imagery used in the film also shows that the Balkan Songs and Sea Ballads have penetrated into An’s bones. The passengers in the bus, the firefighters who followed the bus, the flames of burning clothes, and the barbed wire on the border all became the intentions of their own accord, accompanied by weeping music, making people intoxicated physically and mentally.
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