I saw the screenshot after four minutes of playing. She once said that she would never curtsey to anyone; she once looked at the world and mankind with a sharp look of hatred like a beast; she once loved desperately, and then was completely abandoned in the abyss of despair ... But, after four minutes of burning and blooming, after this crazy movement of life came to an abrupt end, she gracefully, calmly, and perfectly, facing the audience in the audience, facing this shameful The world curtsy. She spread her arms, bent her knees and raised her face as if she was truly free. The gentle, forgiving, and understanding smile filled her eyes and spread out wantonly. This smile was enough to make the entire decadent world shatter and collapse, enough to make the most beautiful and most fragrant flowers bloom in the ruins, and enough to illuminate all the dark corners forgotten by the sun. She looked at Mrs. Krüger in the auditorium, like a butterfly breaking through a cocoon, like a phoenix nirvana, like a moth fighting a fire... At the same time, under the spotlight, the police put handcuffs on her...
This scene is before my eyes. Replaying, I found the four-minute loop of the original soundtrack of the movie, wanted to calm my sympathy with her, and wanted to find a way to forgive the world. Maybe you must go through such crazy accusations and releases, just like passing through an extremely long and humid tunnel that is so dark that you can see the light again.
These four minutes belonged to her. She performed a thorough musical release of the uninhibited and passionate life, accusations and dreams. This is her expression of all injustice and despair, as well as her call for all goodness. It is an expression of life that she hates and loves herself, hates and loves the world, which transcends the concept of playing music. She almost frantically tapped the keys, scratched the strings, slapped the piano cover, kicked the stage, kicked down the seat, hammered, hysterically released her life with body language, and vented her almost out of control heartily. mood. In the end, it stopped abruptly, like a flower blooming to the extreme, suddenly the whole flower fell and turned to ashes in an instant, so thorough and determined, without nostalgia... Then it stopped, and there was hatred, which was tortured all the time. The hatred of her soul. She is a piano genius, she is a pure and kind angel, she is a girl full of love, but all the goodness that she was born with has been destroyed, destroyed by the bad humanity of those people , Is there no reason for her to hate? However, she wanted to get rid of those hatreds, and she finally did it. The four minutes of playing ended, and there was no sound in the audience. The audience was shocked, but then the audience stood up and burst into thunderous applause. And I also cried bitterly at the screen.
She smiled. In the whole film of depression, pain, helplessness, dazedness, violence, and bullying, the director is good at using trembling tones, calmly, calmly, and introverted to tell the despicable human nature, the incomplete social system, and the collision of different values. . Thus, in the whole gloomy film, her smile is as precious and rare as rare. In my impression, she smiled brightly only twice. Once I was dancing with Mrs. Krüger. Although she smiled faintly, it was like a spring breeze, and it was pitiful. And another time, it was the end of the film: She looked at Mrs. Krüger with bright eyes, no more cynical provocations, no stubborn resistance; and the latter gestured to her for a kiss from a distance. At this moment, the two of them finally reached a final understanding and tacit understanding, which was extremely exciting. Regarding the interaction between her and Mrs. Krüger, the bit by bit you come and go, and you retreat and enter, is another moving aspect of the film. Not to mention here.
"Four Minutes", this is a movie about redemption and self-redemption. Please give her four minutes, let her ignite this life, gorgeous.
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