It’s been a long, long time since I wrote film reviews, book reviews, and the like. Even if I wrote this one at this time, I don’t expect it to be a qualified film review-but it doesn’t matter, I just want to write something. Come out, because it's really been a long time since I started writing.
This is three hours when there is almost no interruption from the outside world, which is extremely valuable for my current life state.
I didn’t remember the name before I went to watch it, and didn’t read the introduction of the plot carefully. Lost that uncertainty), I only remember that the film was three hours long—it is true. The focus of the whole film is very concentrated. The narrative is about what happened in the night, and the rhythm is relatively slow. After thinking about it, a night is only a matter of ten hours, and the actual length of the entire movie is already three hours.
It is undeniable that the structure setting is more sophisticated, but I personally feel that the detailed processing seems to be very detailed everywhere, and the expressive power of the movie is really mainly presented by the performance of the characters. Maybe in that era, there was no way to treat others. The film elements are too demanding.
The love story told in the whole film takes place under a specific background and coincidence, but it reminds me of the concept of "contingency" and "randomness". We walked step by step so randomly, randomly meeting different people and different things-then this randomness would offset a certain sense of "destiny"? For example, is it true that there is no destiny in the world? Everyone accidentally becomes a "human", accidentally born to a certain country, and grows into what he is now in the accidental superposition
On the other hand I think of reality. "Do we need to restrain our own emotions?" If in an unconstrained environment, the answer is no. However, the lens of this movie just happened to be aimed at the male lead and the female lead. Their ending seems to be happy, but what about Goya, or the jealous gentleman? Are they victims? Or is it that it has nothing to do with right or wrong, and it has nothing to do with who suffers or not. Everyone has an equal status in this trick of fate? And do we need to care about others, in this situation, and in other situations?
Third, is this joy short-lived? ...I only remember that the male lead said something to the effect that we only had one night, but I felt like I had already lived a lifetime. After I went back, I slowly remembered some unforgettable nights—those nights really gave people a sense of illusion and fullness. Their fullness is precisely because the senses feel so real, and their illusion is because they are outside of the banal and fixed daily feelings. And when it happens, you know that this situation belongs to that moment only. It is an unreproducible situation, but it is worth changing for thousands of ordinary moments.
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