Ten years ago, I was looking forward to seeing the film of the same name. I hope the visual language can help me understand this closed book a little more (by no means completely). I know that this is an art film with a high reputation in film history. It is also a very dignified and deep film. The director is Pialette of France. This wish was finally realized until yesterday.
I still put this disc into the machine with a tinge of awe.
Ninety-three minutes. Not long for a movie. However, I felt lost in time like walking into a dark valley. No, maybe not the loss of time, but something else. Maybe these strays had happened long before I saw the movie, but I didn't find it. And now, I do see them floating, I see their snowflake bodies, in the air around me, at the end of the movie, the pale, helpless face of the dead priest.
soul. In fact, it's a word I shy away from in my day-to-day life. Because I can not accurately describe its connotation and extension. I dare not slip it out of my lips so easily to adorn the dusty sun. Soul, I cannot place such a large and abstract vessel on the street I pass through recklessly, and hang it high in the empty night after night.
I'm not a believer, I don't believe in any religion, religion is a closed door for me. At one time, I thought that those who believed in religion were people that I could not understand and perceive. I don't understand their minds, I don't understand their confusion, I don't understand the way they walk and the eyes they look up at. I could not understand the meaning and themes of religion, and I kept an ignorant distance from God. However, I also have my own confusion. My confusion is in those unfathomable words or silences, in the occasional stop or interruption of thinking every day, in a sudden panic.
Priest Donisan's confusion may not be the same as mine. In the middle of the night, he whipped his body hard. When there is a crisis of faith, what is the right way to redemption? Strict Christian doctrine believes that only by punishing the flesh with force, making oneself feel pain, and specific severe suffering, can God's compassion and reminders for people be obtained.
"I yearn for God, I don't know or believe, but I love God. When I suffer the revenge of fate, my heart feels you." This is the verse of the Russian poet Merezhkovsky . This line of verse might describe Saint Donisan, who was struggling in pain. He looked to God but saw Satan in the wilderness. In such a dark night, the priest dressed in black walked towards the remote and remote village, and a following footstep chased him from the dark. He will free a traveler from exhaustion and fear with grace and relief. But, who knows who he is? It may be a groom who is often seen in the market, or it may be a devil who shows a hideous appearance in the dark night.
Those who walk side by side with Satan must also be chosen by God. I think that in such a dark night, in the deep sleep of ordinary people, this person is talking to Satan on behalf of all ignorant souls. He was faltering in his footsteps, his breath was like a gossamer, but he had a kind of determination and determination to give himself. The warm lights were not far in front of him, but he was powerless to move forward. It was destined that he must accept Satan's kiss first.
A person who has been kissed by Satan may have to pay a hundred times more will and purity than ordinary people to balance the inner turmoil and darkness. The cruelty and suffering here is beyond my imagination. Donisan went from this night, the night where he exchanged his soul with the devil, to a deeper night. From then on, he has to go through hardships, from the death of a young girl, to repent to God. From then on, he will experience salvation, hold up the dead child, and overdraw the energy of his faith. From then on, in every dark night, he resisted the unimaginable tear, confessed his soul, and begged, and finally gave himself to God in perfection.
It's a really scary movie. When I saw Donisan's face in the confession room with a bleak sunbeam on his face, it was a shocking picture. In that face, I saw clearly how the soul floated out of a person's body and came under the sun of Satan.
A professional film critic said that the film's abstraction and ideological complexity can only become a tablet with no realistic meaning for people to enshrine. I disagree, although this priest's spiritual story may not be instructive to the unbeliever, but what about the night, the lone victim of the night? Isn't this an allegorical allegory that might reflect the whole process of you, or me, pessimistic, but ultimately calm and peaceful, on every contradictory night? Anisan's life did not die in peace, he died unwillingly after suffering and suffering. However, who said that the sacrifice of such a person is not for the peace of mind and integrity of all people in the end. And the beliefs in our hearts that may be regained?
The Spanish poet Ximenez has a lyrical poem, but I always thought it contained rich doctrinal color: "You are so beautiful, so deep, so is my soul, pain comes to your serenity, to miss, and On your peaceful and peaceful shore, the purest example of wings and flowers blooms." This poem is called "Deep Sleeping Water", a song for all those who are in Satan's sunshine, but looking for God's man, a hymn.
Put the DVD back in the envelope and put the book back in the bookcase. I know that I may never be able to understand Bernanos's deeply revealing story, but I've decided not to read it again. Because, I have felt - holy. Holy Paragon.
2004/7/9
("Under the Sun of Satan", France, 1987, director Pialette, starring, Gerard Depardieu, Sandrine Bonaire)
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