There are many long shots, nothing more than magnificent. Farmers’ lives. Nothing beautiful, country farms.
There are not many languages. Everyone just leads a monotonous life. They don’t speak philosophical lines or make any earth-shattering. There is no big suspense here. There is a big turning point. There is only life here. A 19th-century farm in northern Italy, where everyone worked for a landlord. Every family is poor, every family is simple, and every family prays before dinner.
The widow who has raised six children, the tenants who provide children for school, never complain about life, just silently pray, hoping that the Lord can help them, and it is already very satisfying to just help them. I
have been quietly recording, From winter to autumn, there is no obvious excess, no deliberate modification and no elaborate design. It is just like a viewer calmly watching a group of farmers' life from five to nine, so it also feels like A very deep documentary.
There are a few shots I like very much.
One is when the widow hopes to give God water from the river at the entrance of the church to give the dying cow, the lens gives Jehovah a close-up.
Looking at it, I even think Those who are tied to the cross with a peaceful expression are these farmers. They silently endured all kinds of powerless suffering, some just whispered in prayer.
And the expressions of those people eating polenta around the table reminded me of Van Gogh's
Why do you think of Chinese movies?
The five generations of directors in China have a lot of country-themed movies. But they will never reach such a high level. Why? Because they can't always find a balance between beauty and reality. They always pay attention to some conceptual models such as routines. The beauty has been squeezed by hands, it appears illusory and vulgar, and I can’t feel the beauty of such a movie.
Like a wooden clogs tree, its beauty is radiated from the sense of reality. The beauty of the five generations of movies in China is the reality What is scraped away is like the merchandise placed in a luxury store. It is as touching as the merchandise placed in a luxury store.
It is a pity that the country film should have the fragrance of grass because of the plot and the subjectivity of some directors. It is a pity that the local film can also be shot Such a good work, but there are too many distracting thoughts... I have
seen many movies and dabbled in a lot of film skills. Suddenly I feel that in fact, the film is not used to evaluate verbatim. When it is completed, all its parts are It has been fused once, and it is no longer an object that can be disassembled and analyzed. There is already a subtle connection within it. Just like listening to classical music, we just listen, and we can't say what each note represents. And everyone hears different feelings.
This is actually not called a comment, it is just a little bit of my feeling, since I figured out the above point of view, I no longer want to smash the movie to comment. .
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