coquettish and corrupt, and at the same time intoxicating, such a psychedelic song The work is full of the restlessness and restlessness of the electric guitar, which is incompatible with the tone of the whole film, but it is just right to render Voula step by step into the helplessness and pain of cruel youth, and is forced to give up his original instinct and insist on facing the pollution of the adult world. (Orestis once again met with the previous locomotive buyer and walked to the backroom of the nightclub together. The implication could not be more obvious). The dim lights and the aura of desire revealed everywhere are reminiscent of Querelle in Fassbinder. Two people tacitly succumbed to their desires, leaving Voula, who was eager to talk, facing the twinkling back. I don’t know what she thought, watching the person who had taken care of herself so far away from her, she wanted to say It’s like being stuck in the throat and I can’t say it. At this time, the words have lost their meaning, and silence is a better relief. Anzhe has experienced the heartbreak and love of bitter love in just a few minutes sorrow and grief...
At the pier, Orestis was surprised to find a stone hand slowly emerging from the water, and then a helicopter lifted it up and slowly lifted off. It is hailed as a tribute to Fellini. In addition, this film also There are many Fellini-style moments, such as the tramp playing the violin in the small restaurant and the crowd standing in the snow outside the police station, typical Fellini absurdism; the touring troupe on the old bus is La Strada and Luci del The shadow of varietà, their rehearsal at the seaside is a direct nod to Fellini’s 8½. In La Dolce Vita, a statue of Jesus is hoisted by a helicopter. In this film, this hand is more like a hand from the Age of Creation Jehovah. It’s just whether the broken index finger is a metaphor for the broken faith, or is it a mockery of the hopeless general public in this world. The blue sky in this scene is like a slightly relaxed episode between many unfortunate encounters, let us Indulge in a moment of tranquility and almost sweet sentimental with the protagonists.
"If I were to shout, who would hear me... out of the armies of angels?" Orestis' question was answered only by Alexandros' caress.. .
I do not know the young ignorant of Voula can understand in front of all of this. initially in the sea, the same frivolous cheerful swing dance, Orestis invite her to dance. but all along only Orestis a person jump. deep gaze, and the indifference of retreat. music immediately It turned into Eleni’s usual melodious and miserable. Voula ran not far by himself, crying under the attack of the sea. Orestis prevented Alexandros from trying to comfort Voula.
"Let's leave her alone. Today she's discovered something very great! We must leave her alone"
Orestis said to Alexandros... The two disappeared from the camera, and the angle of view was only indented. This technique was used many times in this film to make the long shot less tiresome. Voula lowered his head to face the rolling waves, palms What was painted on the beach, and nothing was left in the end... Sentimental first love? Wishful thinking? Or a disguised Electra complex... The answer to everything is uncertain. The only certainty is that things don’t last long. The same is true for Orestis’ asylum. In the framework of realism, let us forgive Orestis for not sticking to the two children like the heroes of Hollywood.
Love is like a beach washed by waves, any attempt to leave a mark on it It's all in vain. But love is obviously not the point. It is more like a prop used to reveal the scarred growth process. In contrast, the political innuendo of the Cold War and the moral barriers of homosexuality are more obscure, but An Zhe is not ruled out The need for ideological criticism, after all, the author’s ideas can have thousands of interpretations, unless he can explain it himself. This is also one of the great pleasures of watching movies, from an image, a line, a note to guess the author’s intentions, and then form My own understanding and sentiment are probably the reason why great works are always so fascinating.
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