It took five years from knowing this movie to when I actually watched it. I put the CD into the CD-ROM drive countless times and took it out countless times, just like the mood of a primary school student who didn't perform well in the exam facing the transcript. As a national chauvinist, I am afraid of the pictures in the movie, even though I know they are so close to the truth. I have watched two Jiang Wen movies in total, one is "The Devil Is Coming" and the other is "Sunny Day". When I watched "Sunny Days", I was also one of the unknown among thousands of Ma Xiaojun. I have also experienced the period of Ma Xiaojun, and have walked all the way in sunny days. The first sentence of the movie: The entire Beijing city is empty. Bring endless vicissitudes. Ma Xiaojun in every age has a scarlet time, which we call adolescence. It's just that we are different from the movies-Beijing City has long been oversaturated. And Ma Xiaojun, Liu Yiku, and they didn't have the upper hand. During the revolutionary period, they were the masters of Beijing. The above is just an attempt to show that Jiang Wen is an out-and-out genius in arousing resonance. If "Sunny Day" is the youth portrait of our father's generation, then "The Devil Is Coming" evokes not only the memories of our previous generation, but also the most painful to the bones of the entire Chinese nation. That scar. I couldn't bear to finish watching this movie for a long time, just because I was afraid that the deep scar would be brutally torn again. This is another film that is not allowed to be shown in China and won many awards abroad. There are too many such films in China. Apart from "The World", Jia Zhangke's other films are all banned. Some people say that Chinese directors love to use the misfortune of the nation as a selling point to earn foreign admiration, which is likely to vilify Chinese people and laugh at foreign judges. I say this is pure fart. At least when it comes to evaluating the movie "The Devil Is Coming," such wording is really annoying. It's as ridiculous as a person with ugly appearance, flaunting his own reflection in the mirror. You Fengwei's novel "Survival" is well written, Jiang Wen shot well, and Gu Changwei shot better. What makes me feel uncomfortable is only that period of history, as well as the kindness and ignorance of our compatriots. The misfortune of the Chinese comes from our kindness and weakness. Why can two Japanese soldiers slaughter the entire village? Such things were not uncommon before 1945. What the Japanese pirates used to slaughter the Chinese was not a sharp bayonet, but a heart that was more cruel than a beast and harder than a stone. There is a very well-arranged plot in the movie, which is the rap of the two street performers. Before and after Japan's surrender, the content of the lyrics turned upside down. When the monarch arrogantly drove into the armor platform, people's expressions did not change at all. right As far as the farmers in Guajiatai are concerned, it doesn't matter who leads the country. They only care about their own survival. There is nothing wrong with this kind of thinking, but I think something is vaguely wrong. Washington said: Don't ask what your country has given you, ask what you have given your country. Why do I say? When my country has given me enough, I have the power to return something to my motherland. What I am talking about is not just food given by the country. What I am talking about is to enlighten the people and educate the people. Of course, there is food. In the absence of guarantees for the things that the above-mentioned countries have given to their citizens, there are all nonsense about the resistance, the iron and blood, the righteousness of the nation, and the dignity of the country. You can't blame the ignorance of the villagers in Guajiatai-it is a capital crime to hide white noodles privately. In the age when children have to control the invaders to eat sugar, I would like to know what national justice is. If a nation cannot fill its stomach, it will starve to death. The dead will not be interested in who takes over the country. The performance of Kagawa Teruyuki who plays Hanaya Kosaburo in the movie is remarkable, and vividly interprets the animalism in the bones of a dehumanized Japanese soldier who has been brainwashed by militarism. When his only remaining humanity was awakened by the kind-hearted villagers, his desire to survive was ignited. Gujiatai would not have thought that the only remaining human nature that was aroused was actually a slaughter of the benefactor for the sake of surviving. Japanese war criminals are not humans, not even beasts. They are high-speed machines of war. A country turns its citizens into a machine, and the only program in the machine is unlimited loyalty to the emperor. A nation that is willing to be captured by loyal thought and believes that it is supremely glorious is as stupid as a nation whose ideological vacuum is invisible; but the difference is that one nation is a cruel invader and the other is a numb subjugator. As for what kind of enlightenment the citizens should get from the rulers, this is the most critical part of the whole problem. Religion seems to be a good way-it works and is done once and for all. But I always think that a person is a person because he has the right and ability to decide the view of good and evil and plan the meaning of his own life. Of course, you can say that I am the wisdom of Sartre’s teeth, but I hold on to this idea. Don't give up. You can't control my thoughts, just as I can't control yours. At the end of the film, Ma Dasan rushed into the POW camp with a sharp axe. This is the awakening of a nation. At the end of the film, I saw hope. But this hope is microscopic. When the National Army was cutting the horse junior year, the villagers were eager to witness the bloody executions, adding something new to their salt-free days. The dying Marathon screamed in the air, There is no fear on the face. Before dying, like Tan Sitong, "He wanted to kill the thief, but was powerless to return to heaven. Dying well, happily, happily!" A bit of rhetoric, wouldn't it be magnificent? But Jiang Wen did not shoot like this. In my opinion this is the cruelest place in the whole movie. It is a hundred times more cruel than the scarlet scene when the Japanese soldiers were bloodbathed and hung on the armor platform. Ma Dasan just uttered a deafening howl, but the cry was explained by the National Army’s Commander Gao as "learning to call a donkey"... accompanied by the strong Hong Kong-Taiwan accent of the company commander Gao (the company commander Gao was played by Wu Dawei) and The villagers laughed, and the three of Martha fell to their heads. When the finally awakened head rolled on the yellow ground that had been tilled for a lifetime, he blinked three times at the executioner, Hanaya Kosaburo. Did Ma Dasan thank Hana for the last trip? This text is not a film review, nor is it a battle essay. As for what it is, this is the least important point in my whole thinking process. As I said, I am a national chauvinist. But as a writer, I have my own conscience, that is, I have no intention of inciting anger. Looking back five years, I was a 16-year-old high school student with an infinite yearning for violence. I'm glad I didn't watch this movie five years ago. At that time, there were a group of exchange students from Tokyo in my high school. If I saw "The Devil Is Coming" when I was sixteen, I would certainly not chase the Japanese with an axe like Ma Dasan did, but I would sing "The Big Sword to the Devil's Head" in front of the ears of Japanese students. It is always inevitable; although I will not rack my brain to kill the aggressor, it is always easy to put some dirt and laxatives in their meals. The consequences of this are obvious-I am not more unlucky than Ma Junior, but it is possible to be expelled from school. Fortunately, I was an adult when I saw this movie, so I did nothing but wrote this text. This is the end of the author's writing. Because I am about to take the evening train home for the summer vacation, and if I continue to talk about it, I risk missing the train by mistake. The city where I received higher education was a city where 300,000 tragic Japanese pirates groaned and groaned under the bayonet. My hometown was trampled by the heavy boots of the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations and plundered by their hairy hands. City. On my way to the north, how many places will I pass that has been ravaged by the filthy claws of the invaders and insulted by their shameless iron hooves like the Hanging Armor Platform? When you make the sigh of "Chinese people are weak, stupid, and incurable" while watching the film, please don't forget that you are one of the cowardly, stupid, and incurable Chinese. Hurry up! "A bit of rhetoric, wouldn't it be spectacular? But Jiang Wen did not shoot like that. In my opinion, this is the cruelest part of the whole movie. It is a hundred times more cruel than the scarlet scene when the Japanese soldiers were bloodbathed and hanged on the armour platform. Ma Dasan It just made a deafening howl, but the cry was interpreted by the National Army’s Commander Gao as "learning to call a donkey"... accompanied by the strong Hong Kong-Taiwan accent of the company commander (Gao company commander was played by Wu Dawei) and the villagers' ridicule , Ma Da three heads fell to the ground. When the finally awakened head rolled on the yellow ground that had been tilled for a lifetime, he blinked three times at the executioner-Hanaya Kosaburo. Did Ma Dasan thank Hanaya for giving him the last one? Cheng? This text is not a film review, nor is it a battle essay. As for what it is, this is the least important point in my whole thinking process. I said that I am a national chauvinist. But as a Writing, I have my own conscience, that is, I have no intention of inciting anger. Looking back five years, I was a sixteen-year-old high school student with an infinite yearning for violence. I’m glad I didn’t read it five years ago. This movie. At that time, there were a group of exchange students from Tokyo in my high school. If I saw "The Devil Is Coming" when I was sixteen, of course, I would not hold an axe and chase the Japanese like Ma Dasan. However, it is always inevitable to sing "Broad Sword to the Devil’s Head" in front of the ears of Japanese students; although I will not rack my brains and kill the invaders, I can put some dirt and laxatives in their meals. It’s not difficult to do. The consequences of this are obvious-I will not be more unlucky than Ma Junior, but it is possible to be expelled from school. Fortunately, I was an adult when I saw this movie, so I did everything. I didn’t do it, I just wrote this text. The author intends to end this article. Because I am about to take the evening train home for the summer vacation, and if I go on long, I’m in danger of missing the train. This city where I receive higher education. It was a city where 300,000 tragic Japanese pirates groaned and groaned under the bayonet. My hometown was a city that had been trampled by the heavy boots of the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations and plundered by their hairy hands. On my way north, How many places will I pass, like Hang Jiatai, which has been ravaged by the dirty claws of the invaders and insulted by their shameless iron hooves? When you watch the film, you say "The Chinese are weak, stupid, and incurable". When sighing, please don't forget that you are one of these cowardly, stupid, and incorrigible Chinese. Hurry up! "A bit of rhetoric, wouldn't it be spectacular? But Jiang Wen did not shoot like that. In my opinion, this is the cruelest part of the whole movie. It is a hundred times more cruel than the scarlet scene when the Japanese soldiers were bloodbathed and hanged on the armour platform. Ma Dasan It just made a deafening howl, but the cry was interpreted by the National Army’s Commander Gao as "learning to call a donkey"... accompanied by the strong Hong Kong-Taiwan accent of the company commander (Gao company commander was played by Wu Dawei) and the villagers' ridicule , Ma Da three heads fell to the ground. When the finally awakened head rolled on the yellow ground that had been tilled for a lifetime, he blinked three times at the executioner-Hanaya Kosaburo. Did Ma Dasan thank Hanaya for giving him the last one? Cheng? This text is not a film review, nor is it a battle essay. As for what it is, this is the least important point in my whole thinking process. I said that I am a national chauvinist. But as a Writing, I have my own conscience, that is, I have no intention of inciting anger. Looking back five years, I was a sixteen-year-old high school student with an infinite yearning for violence. I’m glad I didn’t read it five years ago. This movie. At that time, there were a group of exchange students from Tokyo in my high school. If I saw "The Devil Is Coming" when I was sixteen, of course, I would not hold an axe and chase the Japanese like Ma Dasan. However, it is always inevitable to sing "Broad Sword to the Devil’s Head" in front of the ears of Japanese students; although I will not rack my brains and kill the invaders, I can put some dirt and laxatives in their meals. It’s not difficult to do. The consequences of this are obvious-I will not be more unlucky than Ma Junior, but it is possible to be expelled from school. Fortunately, I was an adult when I saw this movie, so I did everything. I didn’t do it, I just wrote this text. The author intends to end this article. Because I am about to take the evening train home for the summer vacation, and if I go on long, I’m in danger of missing the train. This city where I receive higher education. It was a city where 300,000 tragic Japanese pirates groaned and groaned under the bayonet. My hometown was a city that had been trampled by the heavy boots of the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations and plundered by their hairy hands. On my way north, How many places will I pass, like Hang Jiatai, which has been ravaged by the dirty claws of the invaders and insulted by their shameless iron hooves? When you watch the film, you say "The Chinese are weak, stupid, and incurable". When sighing, please don't forget that you are one of these cowardly, stupid, and incorrigible Chinese. The third was just a deafening howl, but the cry was explained by the National Army’s Commander Gao as "learning to call a donkey"... Accompanied by the strong Hong Kong-Taiwan accent of company commander Gao (the company commander Gao was played by Wu Dawei) and the villagers’ With a sneer, the three of Martha fell to their heads. When the finally awakened head rolled on the yellow ground that had been tilled for a lifetime, he blinked three times at the executioner, Hanaya Kosaburo. Did Ma Dasan thank Hana for the last trip? This text is not a film review, nor is it a battle essay. As for what it is, this is the least important point in my whole thinking process. As I said, I am a national chauvinist. But as a writer, I have my own conscience, that is, I have no intention of inciting anger. Looking back five years, I was a 16-year-old high school student with an infinite yearning for violence. I'm glad I didn't watch this movie five years ago. At that time, there were a group of exchange students from Tokyo in my high school. If I saw "The Devil Is Coming" when I was sixteen, I would certainly not chase the Japanese with an axe like Ma Dasan did, but I would sing "The Big Sword to the Devil's Head" in front of the ears of Japanese students. It is always inevitable; although I will not rack my brain to kill the aggressor, it is always easy to put some dirt and laxatives in their meals. The consequences of this are obvious-I am not more unlucky than Ma Junior, but it is possible to be expelled from school. Fortunately, I was an adult when I saw this movie, so I did nothing but wrote this text. This is the end of the author's writing. Because I am about to take the evening train home for the summer vacation, and if I continue to talk about it, I risk missing the train by mistake. The city where I received higher education was a city where 300,000 tragic Japanese pirates groaned and groaned under the bayonet. My hometown was trampled by the heavy boots of the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations and plundered by their hairy hands. City. On my way to the north, how many places will I pass that has been ravaged by the filthy claws of the invaders and insulted by their shameless iron hooves like the Hanging Armor Platform? When you make the sigh of "Chinese people are weak, stupid, and incurable" while watching the film, please don't forget that you are one of the cowardly, stupid, and incurable Chinese. The third was just a deafening howl, but the cry was explained by the National Army’s Commander Gao as "learning to call a donkey"... Accompanied by the strong Hong Kong-Taiwan accent of company commander Gao (the company commander Gao was played by Wu Dawei) and the villagers’ With a sneer, the three of Martha fell to their heads. When the finally awakened head rolled on the yellow ground that had been tilled for a lifetime, he blinked three times at the executioner, Hanaya Kosaburo. Did Ma Dasan thank Hana for the last trip? This text is not a film review, nor is it a battle essay. As for what it is, this is the least important point in my whole thinking process. As I said, I am a national chauvinist. But as a writer, I have my own conscience, that is, I have no intention of inciting anger. Looking back five years, I was a 16-year-old high school student with an infinite yearning for violence. I'm glad I didn't watch this movie five years ago. At that time, there were a group of exchange students from Tokyo in my high school. If I saw "The Devil Is Coming" when I was sixteen, I would certainly not chase the Japanese with an axe like Ma Dasan did, but I would sing "The Big Sword to the Devil's Head" in front of the ears of Japanese students. It is always inevitable; although I will not rack my brain to kill the aggressor, it is always easy to put some dirt and laxatives in their meals. The consequences of this are obvious-I am not more unlucky than Ma Junior, but it is possible to be expelled from school. Fortunately, I was an adult when I saw this movie, so I did nothing but wrote this text. This is the end of the author's writing. Because I am about to take the evening train home for the summer vacation, and if I continue to talk about it, I risk missing the train by mistake. The city where I received higher education was a city where 300,000 tragic Japanese pirates groaned and groaned under the bayonet. My hometown was trampled by the heavy boots of the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations and plundered by their hairy hands. City. On my way to the north, how many places will I pass that has been ravaged by the filthy claws of the invaders and insulted by their shameless iron hooves like the Hanging Armor Platform? When you make the sigh of "Chinese people are weak, stupid, and incurable" while watching the film, please don't forget that you are one of the cowardly, stupid, and incurable Chinese. The word is not a film review, nor is it a battle essay. As for what it is, this is the least important point in my whole thinking process. As I said, I am a national chauvinist. But as a writer, I have my own conscience, that is, I have no intention of inciting anger. Looking back five years, I was a 16-year-old high school student with an infinite yearning for violence. I'm glad I didn't watch this movie five years ago. At that time, there were a group of exchange students from Tokyo in my high school. If I saw "The Devil Is Coming" when I was sixteen, I would certainly not chase the Japanese with an axe like Ma Dasan did, but I would sing "The Big Sword to the Devil's Head" in front of the ears of Japanese students. It is always inevitable; although I will not rack my brain to kill the aggressor, it is always easy to put some dirt and laxatives in their meals. The consequences of this are obvious-I am not more unlucky than Ma Junior, but it is possible to be expelled from school. Fortunately, I was an adult when I saw this movie, so I did nothing but wrote this text. This is the end of the author's writing. Because I am about to take the evening train home for the summer vacation, and if I continue to talk about it, I risk missing the train by mistake. The city where I received higher education was a city where 300,000 tragic Japanese pirates groaned and groaned under the bayonet. My hometown was trampled by the heavy boots of the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations and plundered by their hairy hands. City. On my way to the north, how many places will I pass that has been ravaged by the filthy claws of the invaders and insulted by their shameless iron hooves like the Hanging Armor Platform? When you make the sigh of "Chinese people are weak, stupid, and incurable" while watching the film, please don't forget that you are one of the cowardly, stupid, and incurable Chinese. The word is not a film review, nor is it a battle essay. As for what it is, this is the least important point in my whole thinking process. As I said, I am a national chauvinist. But as a writer, I have my own conscience, that is, I have no intention of inciting anger. Looking back five years, I was a 16-year-old high school student with an infinite yearning for violence. I'm glad I didn't watch this movie five years ago. At that time, there were a group of exchange students from Tokyo in my high school. If I saw "The Devil Is Coming" when I was sixteen, I would certainly not chase the Japanese with an axe like Ma Dasan did, but I would sing "The Big Sword to the Devil's Head" in front of the ears of Japanese students. It is always inevitable; although I will not rack my brain to kill the aggressor, it is always easy to put some dirt and laxatives in their meals. The consequences of this are obvious-I am not more unlucky than Ma Junior, but it is possible to be expelled from school. Fortunately, I was an adult when I saw this movie, so I did nothing but wrote this text. This is the end of the author's writing. Because I am about to take the evening train home for the summer vacation, and if I continue to talk about it, I risk missing the train by mistake. The city where I received higher education was a city where 300,000 tragic Japanese pirates groaned and groaned under the bayonet. My hometown was trampled by the heavy boots of the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations and plundered by their hairy hands. City. On my way to the north, how many places will I pass that has been ravaged by the filthy claws of the invaders and insulted by their shameless iron hooves like the Hanging Armor Platform? When you make the sigh of "Chinese people are weak, stupid, and incurable" while watching the film, please don't forget that you are one of the cowardly, stupid, and incurable Chinese. Not worse than Ma Junior, but it is possible to be expelled from school. Fortunately, I was an adult when I saw this movie, so I did nothing but wrote this text. This is the end of the author's writing. Because I am about to take the evening train home for the summer vacation, and if I continue to talk about it, I risk missing the train by mistake. The city where I received higher education was a city where 300,000 tragic Japanese pirates groaned and groaned under the bayonet. My hometown was trampled by the heavy boots of the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations and plundered by their hairy hands. City. On my way to the north, how many places will I pass that has been ravaged by the filthy claws of the invaders and insulted by their shameless iron hooves like the Hanging Armor Platform? When you make the sigh of "Chinese people are weak, stupid, and incurable" while watching the film, please don't forget that you are one of the cowardly, stupid, and incurable Chinese. Not worse than Ma Junior, but it is possible to be expelled from school. Fortunately, I was an adult when I saw this movie, so I did nothing but wrote this text. This is the end of the author's writing. Because I am about to take the evening train home for the summer vacation, and if I continue to talk about it, I risk missing the train by mistake. The city where I received higher education was a city where 300,000 tragic Japanese pirates groaned and groaned under the bayonet. My hometown was trampled by the heavy boots of the Allied Forces of the Eight Nations and plundered by their hairy hands. City. On my way to the north, how many places will I pass that has been ravaged by the filthy claws of the invaders and insulted by their shameless iron hooves like the Hanging Armor Platform? When you make the sigh of "Chinese people are weak, stupid, and incurable" while watching the film, please don't forget that you are one of the cowardly, stupid, and incurable Chinese.
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