The black and white silent film of 2011, when I saw this time, I couldn't help but be very interested in the director's motivation (or original intention). Well, I checked it out, it's the director's tribute to the Hollywood studio and the silent film era, a kind of emotion that is vaguely felt in the process of watching the movie. Well, I said it directly, the heroine makes me hate it. After coding a bunch of words, I feel that it is useless, if I don't like it, I just don't like it. Some people say that the appearance of the heroine is also...em~ I have never had a say in this kind of thing. Whether this movie is really bad or what, I just don't want to write anything, and some things feel just like that, tepid, it's really hard to get a little bit of interest out of my fingertips. In order not to be scolded by others, although it is obviously the self-talk of the fingers and the keyboard, I want to change the remarks that I think the movie is not good. What's more, it's irresponsible to say something so simple and unfiltered by the blank brain. I just told my lover that the way we ask questions and the few simple words we use are very honest. How can we ask questions like whether the movie is good or not, so how can we only be empty and bored Throwing out the meaningless words that the movie is not good with a non-self attitude. Why are you saying things that are useless to the air? Are you scolding the black hole across the galaxy and the universe? After gradually regaining some calm, I actually liked the various soundtracks and rhythms throughout the film. At least my emotions have been following some of the good ones that I can't pick out, and some of the good ones that are indescribable, especially some people who like to eat snail powder with a mouth ulcer should be more cautious, they can put the arrogant thorns on the rose. It is said to be a rusted weapon that once belonged to a Japanese third-rate samurai hidden in the second-hand market. Sometimes, as a "sound" person. We are reluctant to expose to the air that everyone breathes what we think is a strange idea, but it is clearly what we believe in earnestly. I don't know, at least I don't dare, I don't dare to say "appreciation of pain sometimes brings joy". Eh~ It doesn't seem to matter if I say it or not~ Anyway, isn't it only me who really takes these idiot-like inner dramas seriously? Having said that, when I watched the movie, I was watching and exploring and thinking about the situation facing George from an unknown perspective. As the actor of silent movies, should I use silence and actions to defend the mutual relationship with myself? Age of nourishment and protection of Everest that one has reached? If I miss the first opportunity to learn to speak because of pride, will my mouth be closed forever by a lock that cannot be opened until I eat that innocent bullet. As an audience, all you can do is endless and unanswerable guesses, and what you always believe is the love of the person on the screen. The sense of feeling cannot be accurately perceived because of the distance between people, and 50% is already quite remarkable. Sometimes we say we want to be ourselves, but in fact we don't even know what we are or what we want to be. This is what I see in the eyes of the male protagonist, and it makes me think a little bit. Finally, the puppy of the movie has 100 points and wants to have it!
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