"Birdman" flying from a closed space

Destini 2022-03-16 09:01:02

Alessandro Gonzalez Inarido seems to have begun to seek a change in style, without the heaviness of "21 Grams" and "The Tower of Babel", and not as crazy as "Love is a son of a bitch" , This film has some ease and pleasure. The audience was firmly attracted by the full amount of information and the proper rhythm. A large number of long shots, including many (pseudo) long shots in the play and the corridor, will make the actors particularly enjoyable. And that kind of coquettish drumbeat, even though it is a bit of a rush, it is easy for the audience to enter the show, and it is not annoying.
Although, the director abandoned the serialization and complexity of multiple narratives, and began to experiment with the complexity of the spatial structure. (Although, the last long shot walking from the back door of the theater to Times Square seems to be wrong in terms of space.) From the stage to the backstage, to the dressing room, the transition from the theater to the daily life is just completed, quite freely.
I thought it would be a film that completely locks the filming in the theater, using the repressive stage and the tangible space to express the boundless space in the birdman's heart. Even when the daughter is sitting on the terrace and chatting, the outdoor space is obscured by high-rise buildings. Therefore, when he enters Times Square unintentionally in embarrassment, although the visual space is still suppressed, the entrance of the rich environmental sound will suddenly make the audience have the pleasure of breathing smoothly.
This is not a new story, and the lecture was quite interesting. After all, the person who can tease himself is the true temperament person.

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Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance) quotes

  • Riggan: What is this?

    Sam: Oh yeah

    [pause]

    Sam: thats pot.

  • Riggan: Listen to me. I'm trying to do something important.

    Sam: This is not important.

    Riggan: It's important to me! Alright? Maybe not to you, or your cynical friends whose only ambition is to go viral. But to me... To me... this is - God. This is my career, this is my chance to do some work that actually means something.

    Sam: Means something to who? You had a career before the third comic book movie, before people began to forget who was inside the bird costume. You're doing a play based on a book that was written 60 years ago, for a thousand rich old white people whose only real concern is gonna be where they go to have their cake and coffee when it's over. And let's face it, Dad, it's not for the sake of art. It's because you want to feel relevant again. Well, there's a whole world out there where people fight to be relevant every day. And you act like it doesn't even exist! Things are happening in a place that you willfully ignore, a place that has already forgotten you. I mean, who the fuck are you? You hate bloggers. You make fun of Twitter. You don't even have a Facebook page. You're the one who doesn't exist. You're doing this because you're scared to death, like the rest of us, that you don't matter. And you know what? You're right. You don't. It's not important. You're not important. Get used to it.

    Sam: Dad...