I remember a line from Liang Jiahui: "I am an ordinary man, I only have Stallone's muscles and Richard Gill's appearance." This sentence called a ignorant young man who was jealous and began to pay attention to the name Richard Gill. In the "Beautiful Lady in Wind and Moon" that I saw later, I didn't seem to think how handsome he was. In the long years that followed, even if I occasionally spotted his role in hbo, he didn't care. For a pseudo petty bourgeoisie like me, knowing that he used to be an idol is enough.
More than ten years later, I saw Richard Gere again in "The Hachiko" with an impression: old. Maybe it is because the teeth of the horse are getting longer, it actually means the tragedy of the rabbit and the fox. Accompanied by such an embarrassing feelings, looking all the way, there is already a teary green shirt. I'm so obedient, I'm really old too.
The film is quiet, and the music is simple and convoluted. A small town, a station, a few people, a dog, and a period of time spanning three generations. Hachiko did not do any remarkable deeds, did not save people and fires, did not fight against beasts, did not work hard, and did not considerate and considerate. It didn't even bother to pick up the ball, and didn't sit still in front of the teasing of the beautiful dog. Such an ordinary dog is just a sympathy with its owner, and it is just an overflow of the dog's domestication nature.
If this counts as love, it can only be said to be a conditioned reflex. In Hachiko’s eyes, it’s impossible to see the reunion of people and dogs at the end of the credits yy. It's waiting, let alone a firm belief in romanticism. We can say scientifically, responsibly, it is only due to inertia, waiting for conditioned reflex. But you can't rest assured that after deconstructing these, why is its story widely extolled until it is changed into a movie, and why is it and not my statue being admired somewhere far away?
If you do the same, with a smile in the first half and tears in the second half, then the answer is self-evident. The long-lost warmth you feel in an atmosphere where people and dogs live in harmony and care about each other is the answer. In the good old days, there was no lack of love between people. Of course, milk was even more assured. What's so nice about the film is that the emotional part of people is taken away in one stroke, showing the feelings between people and dogs. In this kind of simplest and least utilitarian motive relationship, this universal and grand emotion touches a larger crowd and shakes the deeper part of the soul.
The movie itself has no healing effect, it is not a medicine. But it can be used as a narcotic, just like heroin. If it can awaken your fond memories of the past and feel the throbbing of your heart, then you cannot deny its efficacy. That small town that everyone knows well, that interpersonal relationship that is thoughtful of each other, that era without computer games and Internet impact, that space without the suppression of high-rise buildings, that utopian paradise... People at that time don’t have to I was worried that the pace of life was too fast, and there would always be time to spend with my family; at that time, street corners, township parties, stations, and flower beds would not often disappear or change their appearance. People or dogs would always find them.
Then you who are pig-headed and pig-headed in front of the screen, and you who are smirking and wiping your tears, are you awakened by this kind of nostalgia? You feel your own barrenness in the life of the people in the movie, and feel your loneliness in the eyes of the dog in the movie. The meaning of "Hachiko" is not to remind you of something that you have been missing a long time ago?
No wonder, Richard Gill himself said that he cried and cried again after reading the script of this movie. For this man who has gone through great ups and downs, has been in the most prosperous theater, and has been depressed, what else can arouse his sympathy more than this story, and seduce his nostalgia for a peaceful life and mutual affection in his heart? Richard is old, I feel sorry for it.
If love is only a dog-like conditioned reflex, may this conditioned reflex never degenerate and will always moisturize our thirsty hearts.
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