I spent two days thinking and writing something for this movie. The feeling of watching the movie is very strange: the initial suspicion, followed by the breathless depression, mixed with inexplicable laughs, and then the sudden realization and sigh. To sum up, this is an absurdly black tragedy. [Name] The movie is called "Foxtrot Dance", which is a simple dance with simple rules, "front, right, back left". You can stop or move according to your own mood, and the dance can change as you like. In the end, the footsteps will step back to the origin, and the process will be in the shape of a "mouth". There are four steps in the order of steps, and the characters in the film are basically based on 4: a family of four, four soldiers, four officers reporting mourning, and four passersby who died in vain. There are also four paragraphs that symbolize suddenness, disagreement, hesitation, and return. Many details were discovered when taking screenshots, which are worth recalling. [Correspondence] In addition to being related to "four", the picture of the film also presents a large number of strong metaphorical symmetry and light and dark boundaries. Male and female, straight and curved, inner and outer, black and white, square and round, cold and hot, clear and fuzzy, holy and dirty. The encounters and moods of the characters have a wonderful one-to-one correspondence in the dislocated time and space. The effect of this treatment symbolizes the impermanence of fate, and it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong. And a large number of high-altitude looking down shots have a peculiar God-like perspective, the sobriety of bystanders. [Pacing] Foxtrot dance can be regarded as pacing back and forth in a small range in terms of the process alone. There are four impressive pacings in the film: when he hears the news of his son's death, his father wanders around like a desperate beast in the cramped bathroom; on duty in a barren land, the bored son's swaying body with a gun on the border is coquettish; Wild camels shuttled across the borders divided by human beings like no one else; with the thick sound of muddy leather boots rubbing on the floor, the officer issued an order to keep silent about the manslaughter incident. 【Tilt】 This is the most easily noticed detail. The soldier's station, a humble tin hut is sinking over time, and the tilt itself represents the crisis of collapse. From the slight somatosensory sensation, which needs to be determined by the rolling of the tin can, to the obvious and shocking big tilt, the sinking is only a matter of time. It all reminds the audience of the disaster that will happen in the precarious house. The most terrifying feeling is to wait for the disaster to come. This Hitchcock-style bomb has always filled the peaceful picture with a sense of crisis, straining the nerves to the moment of explosion. [Cold] The soldiers who appeared, including the husband and wife, had an indescribable mechanical and icy feeling. From the first act of the funeral report, the terminology of the soldiers killed in action, the details of the funeral process, the comfort and medication arrangements for the family members, are orderly but lacking human emotions. It's like a machine on a production line, a nightmare that doesn't exist at all. Ridiculous enough to want to yell, but then trapped in a room with barely any light. The round table, the diamond-shaped floor tiles, and the slightest shift in the lens produces an instant dizzying swoon effect. The overhead shot in the bathroom even more vividly expresses this huge anxiety and confusion. My father turned on the hot water and left it swollen and blistered, trying to use pain to stimulate awakening. This is the panic and struggle of falling into the abyss. In addition to the people in the house, the soldiers on the border also maintained indifference and arrogance towards the travelers, a complex emotion of vigilance and murder. Even if it is a side card that seems to be far away from the battlefield, the breath of death is always shrouded in their hearts. The car lights in the dark night are extremely dazzling, and I don't know who is coming. The passers-by one after another stirs their nervous nerves. Comparing the passport name on the computer screen, there is a slight freeze at a critical moment, for fear that "danger" pops up. Even repairing the instrument must carry water droplets, which clearly poses the danger of electric shock. The apprehension that ran through the audience calmly affected the emotions of the audience. [Fate] A tragedy with laughter, a mocking reincarnation. When his father was young, he was lucky to survive on the battlefield. After the war, it became a psychological burden for his whole life, and in the end, the "fate debt" was borne by his son. He was the one who escaped, he was the one who pulled his son into death, and he was the one who accepted the good fortune. It sounds like the most miserable person is him, but throughout the whole film, the four passers-by have since evaporated from the world, and the other soldier with the same name and surname is equally unfortunate, and even the camel that was hit and flew away. Who did it provoke? I don't know whether to laugh or cry, everything pales in the face of fate. All I can do is live my life hard, and roll these heavy and unfortunate past events into a puff of smoke. No matter how bitter the pain was, it also turned into a wisp of green smoke between the exchange of hemp grass, accompanied by a wry smile and tears. Finish this foxtrot, before death calls, before the notes of life stop. Coquettishly and enchantingly, you twist your body, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, pacing for the rest of your life. The passengers also maintained indifferent and arrogant, vigilant and murderous coexistence of complex emotions. Even if it is a side card that seems to be far away from the battlefield, the breath of death is always shrouded in their hearts. The car lights in the dark night are extremely dazzling, and I don't know who is coming. The passers-by one after another stirs their nervous nerves. Comparing the passport name on the computer screen, there is a slight freeze at a critical moment, for fear that "danger" pops up. Even repairing the instrument must carry water droplets, which clearly poses the danger of electric shock. The apprehension that ran through the audience calmly affected the emotions of the audience. [Fate] A tragedy with laughter, a mocking reincarnation. When his father was a young man, he was lucky to escape from death on the battlefield. After the war, it became a psychological burden for his life. In the end, this "dead debt" was borne by his son. He was the one who escaped, he was the one who pulled his son into death, and he was the one who accepted the good fortune. It sounds like the most miserable person is him, but throughout the whole film, the four passers-by have since evaporated from the world, and the other soldier with the same name and surname is equally unfortunate, and even the camel that was hit and flew away. Who did it provoke? I don't know whether to laugh or cry, everything pales in the face of fate. All I can do is live my life hard, and roll these heavy and unfortunate past events into a puff of smoke. No matter how bitter the pain was, it also turned into a wisp of green smoke between the exchange of hemp grass, accompanied by a wry smile and tears. Finish this foxtrot, before death calls, before the notes of life stop. Coquettishly and enchantingly, you twist your body, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, pacing for the rest of your life. The passengers also maintained indifferent and arrogant, vigilant and murderous coexistence of complex emotions. Even if it is a side card that seems to be far away from the battlefield, the breath of death is always shrouded in their hearts. The car lights in the dark night are extremely dazzling, and I don't know who is coming. The passers-by one after another stirs their nervous nerves. Comparing the passport name on the computer screen, there is a slight freeze at a critical moment, for fear that "danger" pops up. Even repairing the instrument must carry water droplets, which clearly poses the danger of electric shock. The apprehension that ran through the audience calmly affected the emotions of the audience. [Fate] A tragedy with laughter, a mocking reincarnation. When his father was a young man, he was lucky to escape from death on the battlefield. After the war, it became a psychological burden for his life. In the end, this "dead debt" was borne by his son. He was the one who escaped, he was the one who pulled his son into death, and he was the one who accepted the good fortune. It sounds like the most miserable person is him, but throughout the whole film, the four passers-by have since evaporated from the world, and the other soldier with the same name and surname is equally unfortunate, and even the camel that was hit and flew away. Who did it provoke? I don't know whether to laugh or cry, everything pales in the face of fate. All I can do is live my life hard, and roll these heavy and unfortunate past events into a puff of smoke. No matter how bitter the pain was, it also turned into a wisp of green smoke between the exchange of hemp grass, accompanied by a wry smile and tears. Finish this foxtrot, before death calls, before the notes of life stop. Coquettishly and enchantingly, you twist your body, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, pacing for the rest of your life. All I can do is live my life hard, and roll these heavy and unfortunate past events into a puff of smoke. No matter how bitter the pain was, it also turned into a wisp of green smoke between the exchange of hemp grass, accompanied by a wry smile and tears. Finish this foxtrot, before death calls, before the notes of life stop. Coquettishly and enchantingly, you twist your body, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, pacing for the rest of your life. All I can do is live my life hard, and roll these heavy and unfortunate past events into a puff of smoke. No matter how bitter the pain was, it also turned into a wisp of green smoke between the exchange of hemp grass, accompanied by a wry smile and tears. Finish this foxtrot, before death calls, before the notes of life stop. Coquettishly and enchantingly, you twist your body, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, pacing for the rest of your life.
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