numbers, in the name of time

Sometimes, watching a movie is almost a form of masochism, but this time, it has changed its name, in the name of taste, art, and style. The difference is that this kind of taste and style does not require too high talent, passive acceptance (a typical feature of popular art), does not require a high investment, just 7 yuan for pirated discs. As a result, Fellini, Bergman, Abbas, and Yang Dechang enjoyed it all the time, and they euphemistically called it Taodi. What a good word to use, analogous to "gold panning", we have the "gold" of art. Seven or eight years ago, listening to jazz, watching Kislovsky, and commenting on the Norwegian forest and "life" were still a sign of the pride of the so-called "petty bourgeoisie", but now the petty bourgeoisie has become an insulting word, what else is there to be proud of.
The secret is that the secret of taste and appreciation lies in oneself, not in catering to others and so-called trends. Just like dressing up, true beauty is one who has her own style and blends in with trends, rather than being completely complacent or following the crowd.

Before 2000, there was no distinction between good and bad movies, and there were no restrictions on categories. Open ftp down and download all the movies on the campus network. Fortunately, the network resources at that time were far less abundant than they are now, and there were no tools similar to bt.

Now it's very simple. If you happen to want to see something, just go and find it. Just like the day before yesterday, I wanted to eat pizza and I bought it. Just casual. Hollywood blockbusters are not necessarily unwatchable, but don't provoke them if they are too stupid, so as not to insult their understanding. An award-winning art film and a classic movie in the eyes of others may not be worth your time. After all, everyone has different levels of experience and understanding. Watching the same movie and relishing it may not mean that you and the Cannes judges have the same taste. It may not be worth the same as them. To give a simple example, I think Tsui Hark's New Dragon Inn is better than Ang Lee's Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but foreigners may not think so.

It's too far off the topic with a single stroke. Come back and talk about this niche movie, π's
simple evaluation is: I like
Rule1: Math is language of nature,
Rule2: Everhiutung around us can be represented and understood by numbers
Rule3: if you grab nubbmers in any system, you will find some pattern growth

black and white film, the protagonist is a Jew (maybe the Jew is really closer to God), a profile like Keanu, but a decadent version. He found pattern in stock market, hiding after numbers.

He has neurotic routines.

He lives in Chinatown, and images of Tai Chi and Chinese faces flash across the film. I don't know if Chinese faces are a symbol of mysticism in the eyes of Westerners like cats.
The rabbi told Max, "We've lost a word, and it's 216 digits, but we know that on the Day of Atonement, when the high priest says it, we'll be taken back to the Garden of Eden. This word is the name of God."

After Max returned home, he had another headache to death. He finally accepted that the message behind these numbers—the name of God—couldn't exist in his mind. He burned that area of ​​his mind that gave him a headache - that area was super sensitive to numbers - and since then he has no inspiration or intuition about numbers, but he can finally use numbers other than numbers. From other angles, come to see the mysteries of nature.
Looking back on this movie now, it seems a little more tiring than watching it at the time. Forget it, so be it.

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