It seems like making love movies in Asia can’t get around the feeling: South Korea is terminally ill, immortal or not in love; Japan is China II plus sci-fi, shame and embarrassment; China is money and a third party taking turns to cause trouble; India’s He asked his father to agree, and he was right. I watched four Indian films during this time, all of which were related to female themes. "Wrestle!" "Dad", "Toilet: A Love Story", "Mysterious Superstar" and today's "Lipstick Under My Robe". In terms of subject matter, "Fall" is an inspirational film with tears in laughter; "Toilet" is a comedy, which tells a helpless story in a pungent and ironic tone; the road of resistance in "God" came with vigor, but the starmaking process It is ethereal, like a fairy tale; this "I" is the most down-to-earth, yet it makes people feel speechless. It is an out-and-out tragedy. The movie tells about the experiences of four ordinary women in a small town. They are an 18-year-old college student with the dream of a singer, a beautician in her twenties, a housewife in her thirties with three children, and fifty-five. An aunt who has been widowed for many years. The age group happened to be 10.20.30.50, four representative stages: young, young, middle and old. The cultural education of the four females has different status and status. They are neighbors of an old hotel regarded as a dangerous building. They live together in a powerful and airtight encirclement. They tremble and tremble every day under the gaze of men. India itself is a multi-ethnic country, with a huge population base, intricate religious relations, a strict caste system, and ubiquitous gender discrimination. This movie does not have many ups and downs. The whole process is women's compromise and oppression. The daily life is imprisoned to death. There is not even a common "burst point", and even the ending is bleak in my opinion. There is no hope. But it alarmed the Indian film censorship department, and the film was once banned from being shown in India. The charges are "feminine tendency is too strong", "has a continuous sexual picture." India’s "Central Film Review Committee" also complained that the film contained "abusive language, pornographic audio (meaning phone sex), and sensitively touching a certain group of people in society (which implies that it may harm the religious beliefs of Muslims)" . I'm used to the expressions of men and women's affairs in daily Indian movies. I have a lot of amorous feelings, singing and dancing, but I don't know how to kiss, and estrus is more than courtesy. Even when the love is strong, the scene is just a taste of lip touch. . Although the film is not long, some scenes in this film are stimulating for the conservative Indian society to make the judges restless. First of all, the content is bold enough to subvert the tradition: a docile and quiet girl who looks forward to becoming famous and steals under the cover of a burqa; the fiancee who is about to marry not only steals a lover with her lover in the dark, but also shoots a video. He threatened him; the wife, who was so indifferent to her husband, chose to go straight to the door and confront the mistress after she discovered that her husband had cheated; the old woman who had been a widow for many years couldn't help thinking about the young and strong man in spring, and she had a big time with him late at night. Playing with the temptation of sound information... Looking at the world, these are not rare things, but it is extremely rare for the image of a woman who actively pursues herself to appear on the big screen in India. What's more explicit is the narration that runs through the entire play, and the naked inner monologues are provocative, seductive, and meaningful. Coupled with all kinds of deep and ambiguous pictures, a strong and uneasy emotion is flowing in my heart. It can be regarded as the women's commotion in spring, or as resistance and struggle, like wet spring dew, such as a turbulent stream, which merges into a river from all directions, and gradually condenses into a wave force that scares men. These women did not realize the expected "revolution" in the end. They just gathered together to read the story of the dream, and then abruptly stopped in silence. But in fact, they have loosened the shackles of patriarchal thinking, and raised questions and put them into action, which caused a group of men to panic. Even the movie posters are full of mockery and contempt for men. The middle finger that looks like a lipstick is raised high in the middle of the screen, and the hearts of the four women with different expressions are ready to come out. After various efforts by the female director Shri Vastava, according to reason, this film, which was nominated for the best film in the "Future of Asia" section at the Tokyo Film Festival, was released in India. In "Mysterious Superstar" and "The Lipstick Under My Robe", the word "dreaming" was repeatedly mentioned. Women long for self-improvement and are regarded as dreams in a closed society. The women in the play said that our shortcoming is that we love to dream too much, but the story torn by men has given them the courage to dream. What is gratifying is that the film can finally break through the barriers to be released, making their dreams more widely known. I believe they have more dreaming companions to shout for them, and they have a lot more strength and confidence to support them. Even India started to post
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