"Hour of Drunken Horse" is directed by Bahman Gobadi, and a group of Kurds live a toil and toil life on the frozen border between Iran and Iraq. 12-year-old Ayou is the backbone of the family's five children. When his father is killed by a lightning strike, he must start to support the family. The only thing he can do, however, is to do what most local kids do: take risks and smuggle goods across borders to make money.
The beginning is a black film scene dialogue. From Amina's words, we slowly shake this small family that is unfortunate together into our field of vision. Their family lives in the mountains of Iran bordering Iraq, and their father is leaning between the two Iraq. Smuggling goods to make a living, the mother died in childbirth while giving birth to the younger sister, the elder sister took care of the younger sister at home, and he took the sick elder brother and followed the second elder brother Ayou across the border to do odd jobs in the Iranian market. In this way, with the childish voice-over, the film starts from a crowded and busy market, where countless children are mixed with adults, running back and forth, striving for every job opportunity to pack and carry.
Their father's smuggling work was very dangerous. They walked back and forth on the dangerous mountain road and the border. There were landmines planted by war everywhere along the way, and they often encountered ambushes with guns. But there is no way. Living in the barren mountains is the only way to make a living. Every family lives like this. Precisely because smuggling goods on the border is a dangerous job with no other choice, so when his father died and the family accepted it with grief, Ayou could only calmly accept the fact that he had to drop out of school and earn money to support his family.
At the moment of worrying about his livelihood, the doctor who regularly came to see a doctor in the mountains told him that when his 15-year-old brother, who was still like a toddler, needed surgery to extend his few remaining lives for a few more months, he could not Not because of money, but because of the problems at hand. A 12-year-old boy in distress, with the help of his uncle, inherited his father's job, smuggled goods across the border, and did everything possible to make money.
It is recalled here that Ah You was annoyed that Amina brought her sick brother to the cemetery to pray, which brought him delayed healing, and beat Amina. Then go home and apologize to Amina, the warmth of the reconciliation between the two, the care for the family, and the fetters of the family. In symbiosis, they understand each other: go to see if you are sick, earn money if you are short of money, and the truth that family love cannot be given up.
There are no mules in Ayou's family, so he has to carry heavy goods on his shoulders and trek down the mountain road step by step. It was a snowy and cold winter, and Ayou, who was silent and thin, didn't complain. He just went back and forth. The boundary line was the only way for their family to survive. After all the hard work, he is as warm as him. He bought a writing book for his sister and a pictorial of a fitness man for his brother, just like a father. When Ayou crossed the border for the first time with a load of goods, the film had the only violence, the violence of who should pay the wages, and the only time to vent his anger in the oppressed hardship of this nation.
Do you remember, Amina's happy face when she got the writing book in the classroom, and the look of hope when she told her brother to buy another copy. After the weak brother accepted this look, Amina was envied by her classmates. Scenes. The little satisfaction in a child's heart is such an easy delight. Oh, at that time, my brother was facing the pictorial and turned his back to our twitching body. I think he was expressing his thoughts at that time. He was sentimental about his fate, and the suffering he brought to his family that made him worse. This kind of extension, I thought of "The Scream", but at that moment, in that village without a country and no belonging, even if they were given the power to shout, they would only exchange the power for the cost of living.
After two months of hard work, there were injuries and no labor, and his uncle lent him the support of a mule. The hardships of walking while injured still couldn't make up the required amount. One day, when Ayou came back from work, he found that there were many people at home. It turned out that his uncle had arranged his sister's marriage without telling him. Ayou was very angry about this, and felt that her status as a parent was offended, but her sister told him calmly that the other party agreed to let her marry her eldest brother, and promised to send her eldest brother for surgery. Although he was very angry with his uncle and himself, he still cried to marry his sister and brother, because he understood that this was the best way at the moment.
When my sister left home, Ayou was not present, to catch up with her distant sister and join the family. This psychological process is from unacceptable pain, to reluctance to leave relatives, to struggling in the impatience of accepting reality. The interpretation of the unbearable weight that the 12-year-old boy has to bear is to bow his head to poverty and forbearance that he cannot say no to life.
When the group of them finally came to the crowd to welcome their relatives, the mother of the other party went back on it and said nothing to accept the elder brother as a dowry. After all, their family already had ten children to support. In the midst of the clamor, the other party offered to compensate with a mule as a betrothal gift. As a result, Ayou's uncle took the mule and turned away, and Ayou could only carry his brother and go home with him. After all, it is too unrealistic to say divorce at this moment.
What else can Ayu say? What can we say, such a country, such a family, whether it is because of women with no status or because of poverty without a livelihood, is just the reality of a mule.
After that, Ayou carried his brother and dragged the mule to the smuggling caravan, asking the caravan to take him across the border, where he would sell the mule and treat his brother. The people in the caravan began to firmly disagree, because the road was very dangerous, and the young Ayou brought a brother who was like a child. If he encountered danger, he might not be able to escape and lose his life. In the end, after negotiating for free labor without paying any value, Ayou joined the team.
I don't know if the burdensome concern for the two young and frail children is superfluous in the face of free labor.
Every time it was cold, the smuggling caravans added a bottle or two of wine to the water to help the mules keep warm. It was especially cold that day, so the caravan poured four bottles of wine for the mules. In the knee-deep snow, caravans trudged up mountain roads, pulling mules and shoveling snow. But such bad weather still lurks ahead. When the gunshots rang out, the people in the caravan turned around and fled. The mules fell to the ground because they were drunk, and they could not get up at all because they were carrying heavy loads. In a panic, the caravan cut the ropes to lighten the mules. In the chaos, Ayou's weak body was carrying his brother on his back, and he couldn't pull the drunk mule at all. He had to put down his brother while crying for help, asking others to help him pull the mule up. At such a time, no one has the spare energy to help him. He can only unload the goods by surprise, leaving the mule that fell to the ground and ran away desperately. The gunshots were getting closer and closer. My brother was sitting in the snowdrift and kept shaking, while Ah You was tearfully pulling the mule, crying that I must go there.
I was thinking that if my brother could speak at this time, his greatest protection for Ayou would be "I want to go home".
At the end of the film, Ayou carries his brother and a mule on his back as he crosses the wire fence that divides the country. I don't know what happened to him later, whether he sold the mule at a high price, whether it was the success of his brother's operation, or entering a minefield. I can't think about it anymore. I hope life is better than I imagined. It was also at the end that I understood the meaning of the title of the film. The drunk horse used alcohol to support the unbearable weight of his life, but he also paid endless pain and bitterness.
Watching this movie, let out a long breath. In the narration without the soundtrack, what comes to mind is the other child who counted the money earned from the market on the return trip of the truck, and sang with satisfaction and excitement, "Life makes me old, it forces me to wander, and crosses a thousand Shan Wangu, take me closer to death...".
It is gratifying to find that poverty and suffering cannot take away the happiness within one's ability. There are many colors and many kinds of people in this world, but the "poverty" that is more sympathetic and sympathetic is a kingdom in the head and in the pocket. It is shameful and shameful for the giver and the receiver. The dislocation of status and status ignores its shameful nature, which is the degeneration of self-abandonment, the denial of dignity and self.
The suffering of the Kurdish people is refracted through the eyes of a child. The issue of the Kurdish nation is the second largest ethnic issue that has long plagued the Middle East. The Kurdish nation has not had its own country since ancient times, and has lived in an extremely backward and closed border for a long time until it was divided into several parts. The people in this area have not received the attention of the government. People are desperate and stubbornly struggling, and life is shocking at the edge. Such real pain, they dare not look forward to the future, some are just stubbornness at the moment, and what needs to be solved urgently is the current survival problem. There is no public opinion, no ridicule, and strength that does not give up or complain in such a life. Every life is like a grass oppressed by a stubborn stone, desperately extending upward, just for that little bit of sunlight within reach.
In this world, which is purely for living, the education of life becomes pure.
Before watching the movie, I was in a daze, worrying about saying the wrong thing, apologizing for doing the wrong thing, embarrassing for the boat of friendship overturned, exclaiming for stepping on shit, what an embarrassing day, A little bit of pain in the brain feels like a test of life... I feel how thrilling this life is, exhausting, mind-blowing....
After watching the movie, on the way home, I was grateful that I was born in New China and grew up under the red flag. I couldn't help but sing "We are the successors of socialism". Come to think of it, "What life is not only about the present, but also poetry and the distance", this is a false proposition. You can't even take it easy in front of you, and it's not necessarily a pastoral song in the distance. A lot of times, the simple life is artificially complicated. The reason is that we are too eager to gain fame and fortune, and to realize our dreams. We look too far and always feel that we live elsewhere, but ignore the scenery in front of us. Learn to attach importance to the life in front of us and actively deal with it, and the situation in front of us will be light, green and fragrant, and it is also the current poetry and wine garden.
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