One of the beauty of watching a movie is that sometimes when you look at it, you seem to be in the picture. Or, some pictures, take you into a familiar situation. A scene that has been in your life but is now gone.
For example, in the German film "The Hidden Wall", there is basically only one actor in the whole film. In the natural environment of the Alps, a person lives alone. Basically the whole film is a forest cabin, a heroine, a dog, a cat, and a cow.
It's not that the heroine chose to live in seclusion, but that the heroine and friends went to the forest for vacation, but the friend went out for a walk and never returned, and a supernatural invisible "wall" prevented the heroine from returning to the city. She had to stay here alone for a year, two years... Gradually, she survived this loneliness.
This film obviously has a deep meaning. "Hidden wall", I think it is a kind of psychological wall, blocking the individual within the self and losing the ability to connect with the outside world. Only limited things can penetrate this wall and join oneself.
The "hidden wall" may be autism or depression.
Blocked within the self, the world has nothing to do with you, you can’t go out, and the world can’t come in either.
Only loneliness.
Of course there is also fear.
Loss of meaning.
I once dreamed that I lived alone in a hut in the forest. There is only one bed and simple cooking utensils. I stay alone all day long. The biggest fear is that I have lost the definition of myself as a person. I have left the organization of "human", and the attribute of "human" is gradually lost in me, but I cannot accept that I am a member of the "animals" in nature. When I get up every day, I don't know the meaning of survival except to get food and live. I need love, I need to be cared for, and there are objects I can care about, but no one can be such an object. In other words, one's own subjectivity can only be established when the object exists. As a person, I need to live in a crowd. I need to have other people interact with me as objects and have the possibility of having love with me. Otherwise, everything that is a standard for man will lose its practical meaning in me.
This dream actually reveals a certain fear that I have had since I was a child-I am afraid that no one will love me, and no one else will reveal the rich connotations and endless possibilities of me as a person.
And watching this movie reminds me of this dream.
The photography of this movie is beautiful and the sound effects are exquisite. Therefore, although it is a one-person play, it does not make people feel boring. Some of the image details glowed with my own memories. For example, the texture of metal window lattices reminds me of the ubiquitous rusty and rough metal feelings when I was a child. They are part of life, as if they have existed for a long time. But now, there are very few things that can rejuvenate the memories of the age. China is a place that is changing with each passing day. Everywhere is advocating "progress", "development" and "speed". Old things are uprooted, and new things rise rapidly like building blocks. Although new things do not necessarily mean better quality, old things do not necessarily mean worse quality. But the impulse for development itself makes everything on this land look new, not so new, destroyed and replaced. Therefore, in our daily life, there is very little thing that reminds people of the past. Sometimes I still think, if I want to make a movie of my childhood memories, where should I go to set the scene? Does everything have to be restored and built as in memory? It's incredible to think about it. "The Hidden Wall" is a movie shot in the Alps, far away from me, but the details on the screen of the movie, the furnishings in the house, the texture of the door, and the texture of the window lattice make people feel that this is a A place with life memories. It can even evoke memories of certain life scenes in my childhood. This is the charm of movies.
There is also a scene in "Hidden Wall" that gives me a dreamlike feeling. The heroine returned to her house and found that a strange man was holding a knife to kill her dog. She was very angry and rushed into her house. The camera followed her footsteps, but when she entered the house , The camera stays in front of the gate. The two mottled doors became the main subject in front of the camera. After being still for about seven or eight seconds, the heroine rushed out of the door with a shotgun before the camera left. I really like the handling of this lens. The bright sun shines on the mottled facade. The camera gives the viewer 8 seconds to look at them. That is the freezing of time. At this moment, they are like a piece of art, allowing the audience to break away from the storyline and enter the art viewing time. After 8 seconds, the plot advances, announcing the end of the viewing time.
In my opinion, this is the breathing time in the movie.
A good movie requires breathing.
Need to leave blank.
You need to let the audience follow, savor the taste of time, and mobilize their unique feelings.
From the screen of the movie, I can see something beyond the content of the movie itself, and bring my own imagination and memory to take a journey through time and space. This is a great movie-watching experience.
This quiet movie, for me, created such an experience.
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