An Israeli film. 2017 Venice Film Festival Silver Lion Award. The three-stage structure of Greek tragedy: each stage is a tragedy, progressing layer by layer, until the third act echoes the first, showing an irreversible absurdity. The photography is extremely neat and the art is impeccable. All the scenes in the enclosed space basically exhaust all angles, and use the background to set off people's mood. Generally speaking, a film full of poetry is easy to make dull. But this film is tightly linked, and there is no slack. After watching it, I read an interview with the director. The film, which violently mocked the military, put him under a lot of pressure. Anti-war, criticizing the authorities, promoting nihilism.
Suppose we could have a vessel for "sorrow", it might appear invisible, or rise in tandem with temperature, seasons, and the anger of the supposed "not being able to love", and then expand until it suddenly collapses and becomes waste. Three-stage immersion in human psychological description, from external senses, to artistic elements, and then back to the boundary between right and wrong, with a degree of relaxation. Accidents and coincidences buried deep in my heart always bring the life of extreme poverty back to the starting point.
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