"Subway Style Painting": a poem covered in garbage

Deontae 2022-06-14 18:45:28

Whether good or bad, movies are so easy to leave a mark in our hearts. After reading "Subway Style Painting", it replaced "Subway to Spring" and became the color that floats in my heart every time I step off the subway escalator and look at the roaring carriages.

The translated title of "Subway Style Painting" is better than "Subway Maze Murder" at this year's Hong Kong International Film Festival. There is no forced gimmick like the latter, but it looks a bit bland again. The story is about the conductors who spend most of their time underground in a Budapest subway station. They shuttled among the carriages, doing nothing, and started a life-threatening race behind the last subway train - in front of them was the graphite-laden exhaust gas from the last train, and behind them were the empty trains that never stopped. It is no exaggeration to say that the broken scenes of the ticket inspectors doing psychological counseling near the end of the film saw my eyes turn red.

Even if you can't comprehend those who are floating between good and evil, you can see the dark underground like a labyrinth, where life never stops struggling. Well, I am willing to translate this film into "Subway Labyrinth Style Painting".

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Control quotes

  • Bulcsú: How can you get out of here, uncle Béla?

    Béla: There are many ways out, Bulcsú.

  • Feri: Can I ask you something?

    Bulcsú: Go ahead.

    Feri: It's none of my business, if you don't want to talk about it, that's cool.

    Bulcsú: No... no...

    Feri: Your project... your work... There hasn't been anything close since then. I have all of it, I saved every scrap of paper...

    Bulcsú: Why?

    Feri: In case you came back. It would change things for sure, turn everything upside down... Why didn't you finish it?

    Bulcsú: When for years you wake up to having to win every battle every day, to prove that you are the best at everything... I started to worry what would happen if it turned out that I wasn't the best. I didn't want to worry...