(21 grams is a film that I feel very depressing after watching it. It is a very heavy topic, life, soul, destiny, redemption, and liberation. I remember a friend once asked such a question. Which one is more painful to die, I have no solution. Presumably many people have no solution. Sometimes, people need liberation, and death is the most direct and effective way. However, in the face of death, how many people can be as calm as water? Of course, you need hope to live, don't wait for others to redeem yourself. Self-redemption is the greatest and strongest. Self-redemption is a good will to warn all friends and myself. Play is like life, we will be the protagonists one day, so we can't Ignore and Forget)
Soul Elegy
(characters A, B, C in the play, choir
location Soul Eater)
Act
1 Scene 1 opening readme
location Soul Eater bottom right corner, the bottom of the soul.
A: The three of us, with the same weight of life, have different happiness and sorrow, reborn and perish between despair and hope. Everything seems to be a joke from God, and it seems to be destined.
B: Maybe all of this is just out of oneself, morality, belief, responsibility, these principles-like things attack our hearts, change us, and ultimately cannot be redeemed and self-redemption.
C: Maybe we just wanted to be a bystander, but accidentally became the protagonist. The wheel of fate will be silent when it points at you, but it will be heartbreaking when you leave. When you lose yourself, who can save whom?
A: I am a fateful person. What God gives me, I will accept it. If it is not mine, I will return it sooner or later. Do you say I am in pain, I say that I am in hindsight. Are you asking me to be happy? I say that I am satisfied that I have life. However, I hate the tricks of fate, which makes me unable to extricate myself and even lose myself.
B: I am more rational than you, because I have traveled through the hall of death, and I even envy the sunshine there. Moreover, I have long forgotten my life.
C: The feeling of being infatuated with a thing is good, because you lose yourself. The feeling of being close to death is also beautiful, because it can be easily released. But why do I keep struggling and keep trying to get rid of it. Because I am a woman, I need warmth and love.
The second act
of the first field-life other
locations bite the top right corner of the soul, the soul of privacy at
B: wife looked tired body come and gone, my eyebrows been so torn. My heart can't stand the intense stimulation, it's exhausted, and I can feel it's going to die. It turns out that the heart is as simple as still water. The math problems that used to calculate and divide one after another in my mind disappeared, and the scent of passion that once burned in my body disappeared. My wife did her last effort to create a miracle. In fact, I know that it is not for me, but for another new life, a new life that belongs entirely to her. My fingers haven't been warm in a long time, they're as cold as corpses. I haven't breathed a breath of fresh air through my nostrils for a long time, and I haven't seen a flock of birds flying in the air for a long time. I sketched the grand picture after death, imagined the appearance of heaven and hell, noisy or lonely, prosperous or wild. In reality, except for the humming of the surrounding instruments, the ground was silent.
A: Children often look at the tattoos on my body with fearful and curious eyes. I can't talk about it, and I don't want to run away. I repented of what I had done, and the impulses of youth have cast a shadow over my life, like a tattoo on my body. But God told me that everything will pass, it will be all right. I am pious, I believe. I believe in good and evil cause and effect, so I have been carefully creating my new beauty, although many people still do not trust me, just like firing my boss. I am wronged and annoyed, but what can I do? I scraped away the sins of the past little by little with a blade, but what was left to me was still endless pain. God, tell me to believe in you again, I smiled, I smiled happily, God is worthy of my belief, good people will always be rewarded, my piety is not wasted, I got God's prize, this moment ,I feel in bliss.
C: The wife of the neighbor often gives me envious eyes, a gentle and reliable husband, an angelic child, and life is as unimaginable as heaven and within reach. How many times have I woken up in my sleep with a smile because of happiness. The sense of solidity and contentment enveloped me, it was much more solid than the dreams that those damn white powders brought me, it was all warm, my once eroded soul was stitched up bit by bit and reborn, the heat of hot cocoa rising Instead of the fragrance of tea millet, the warm chest replaced the empty environment, and the elegant tone replaced the psychedelic tinnitus. He, the man I love the most, pulled me back to ground level and made me a happy little woman who could smile, but just as I was about to dance with the iron in my husband's white shirt, the The bad premonition is like the boiling heat in the iron, coming towards me...
(A, B, C, the choir sings in unison) I am
about to escape from the pursuit of the disease, and
the fragrance of the poppy has
begun to follow in the footsteps of God,
whether it is abandonment or acceptance
Life has been sailing without knowing it,
but the turntable of fate,
because the wind that came quietly
began to turn
(under the choir.) The
second October 10th, the crossroads, A's birthday, B's rebirth, C death day.
Location: The uncultivated place in the lower left corner of Soul Eater
(B, A, C in order.)
B: I feel my heart beating, but it's unfamiliar. I feel like my soul is out of my shell. You Ge is in a place that doesn't belong to me. I see my wife who is excited and tearful. I hear the birds outside the window. The tweet, I tried to breathe, was hard, but resolutely vivid. I know, I am reborn. My rebirth means the passing of a person. I took his place and continued to live in this boring world. I didn't feel excited, but sad. The doctor showed me the heart in a formalin bottle. I asked 'is this my heart'. I looked at this heart with thousands of holes, like a piece of rotten meat. For the first time, I was so close to my heart and looked so carefully. The process of scrutiny is terrifying. It has stopped, my heart has stopped beating, so I should go too. But why am I alive again, why is this gift that God gave me, is it completed and unfinished? For the dream of my wife who has no feelings for many years, or that unfinished but never-improving career. No, not at all, for me, survival has no pursuit and meaning. I might as well just die, with my heart, stop silently. Just, wait, tell me to meet the owner of this heart...
A: God said that everyone leaves for a reason, because of the cause that was planted, and to leave to atone for sin. God has given me a gift that I believe is the result of my long-standing good deeds and devotion. Because I have endured what ordinary people can't bear, and paid what ordinary people can't. It's been a long time since I drank like this. I'm happy and intoxicated. I want to toast to my happy life and to God. I galloped like crazy, but God made a joke on me. Since I, 2 angelic children and a good father left this world, I remember the word of God, which I have told myself and told others more than once: "The sins you have committed will stay with you for the rest of your life, let you Tormented by conscience." My past has tortured me for too long, like a tattoo I can't wash off, mercilessly mocking and tormenting me, the eyes of a girl in a pool of blood, the entanglement of evil guilt, the curse of Satan called I can't just run away, I chose to surrender, and I am willing to use my remaining life to pay for these three lives. Otherwise I can't redeem myself and will live in a dream every day...
C: Happiness comes and goes suddenly. Empty room, empty torso, no heart left. Gain and loss really only happen in the blink of an eye. I imagined the pity in the eyes of the neighbor's wife, people really can't be too happy, maybe I shouldn't be happy, it's inevitable to be happy and sad. I have lost the power to cry, what do I have? Come on, my lovely drug, the depravity of my dreams, the world of psychedelic nothingness, I belong to you, reality is too far away from me, and happiness is too far away. The remnants of your cells in my blood are calling and wailing, and I need relief.
(A, B, C, and the choir joins together) The
turn of fate that turns brings despair and joy
Death waved to you and left angrily,
but did not see the teardrops in your eyes,
those who cried began to miss the aroma of tea millet
In addition to the shouting, there is only giving up
and
the wings that cannot be washed away, like Satan's unbreakable wings,
while hiding, sighing
(under the choir.)
Act 2,
Scene 3, Forward, Backward, Lost Location Soul Eater Edge Soul Corner Division
(A, B, C choir in order)
A: Fate is really strange. The three people who were killed by me passed away innocently, and I, the sinful killer, was released inexplicably. . You say I am not guilty, but I know that I am guilty, but I also know that I must live a good life, for my wife and children. But I suffered day and night, tortured by sin, her eyes, the bloody ground, God has eyes, God sees it all. I can't forgive myself, I can only use the tedious work to make myself forget, and purify myself by redemption and influence. Although it is ineffective, I insist that my soul has long been swallowed up, and I only wait for the day when death comes.
B: I found him and fell in love with her. When I saw her, my heart would speed up and pain inexplicably. I silently stayed by her side, watching her eat alone, walk alone, cry silently in the middle of the night, and fall numbly alone. I saw that her heart was bleeding, and the heart in my chest was also dripping blood, I just thought, I used 'his' heart, I don't know if it is because of this, I love her so much, love her so much . I want to accept all her pain, I want to erase all her scars and give her a new life. Although I know that her heart has withered and passed away, just like the heart that I once had a thousand holes in, but I resolutely decided to give her love, free her, get rid of the shackles of these fates, and even for her Kill the guy who made her suffer so much.
C: His chest is as warm as his, his heartbeat is as rhythm as his, his kisses, his love are so similar to him. I know 'he' is not him, just that he took over my husband's heart and my husband's love for me. I am in his arms like a fish swimming happily in a pool. The feeling of happiness seemed like a dream come on schedule, but I was suddenly furious and angry, I was hysterical like crazy, my husband, my children, including this man who should have died but was born again, all because of one person's fault And change and loss, the toxin in my body motivates me, I can't stop myself, I can't get rid of this fact, I'm going to kill that person, that culprit, only then will I be free from pain forever, we compromise, we want Kill that man, in the name of God, for redemption.
(Choir: "Do you still want to sing? Just give some music. Can you hear the whistling of the birds passing by outside the window? Is it a cry of despair or a joy of hope, read it yourself.")
Act III, No. A Destruction and Salvation
Site Soul Eater is in the center of the Heart Gate
A: I knew this day would come, facing the muzzle of the gun, I was terrified, but I begged him to kill me. Facing his ridicule, I felt a little more comfortable, it was more effective than scolding myself, I begged again, but he fired three shots in vain, I don't know why, I begged him not to make me suffer like this again torment. Ask him to end my sinful life, I long for redemption and forgiveness.
B: I really want to shoot a shot directly into the back of his head and watch his heart stop beating little by little, but seeing him in such pain, I know that he has already redeemed himself, and death is no longer scary, then What's the point of killing him, death is a salvation to him, I fired three empty shots, the first shot, a lie, a deception, I hope she can hear, then she will be free and leave the original Those disturbing nightmares. The second shot is redemption. This tormented man, ask me to redeem you, but I am just like you. If I rescue you, then I will not be able to redeem myself. Let this empty gun destroy the sin in my heart. The third shot is self-redemption, perhaps a lie to myself. She came over, grabbed something frantically and smashed it at him, so the fourth shot...
C: My husband's heart really stopped at this moment. I don't know why he fired that shot. The man who died again, because of the toxins left in my body, I was doomed to be unable to save him. When everything was still, my heart returned to peace, and I suddenly understood that he gave up his life for my new life. My husband gave him a heart and gave him a whole new life. For redemption, he used this life to give me another hope. From now on, my heart will be like still water.
(The choir sings in unison, there is no soundtrack, and they speak softly.)
We just want to watch
quietly, listen to the
quiet meditation,
and then
disappear quietly. The
second scene of the third act. Farewell
Location: Soul Eater Gate Soul Station
A: The first time I lied, I said that I shot him and killed him. When I told these lies, I was as calm as water, the birds suddenly chirped, and the sky seemed to darken, but I suddenly became bright, I know that I am about to be liberated. Merciful God, if I am free, then I still believe and serve you.
B: I feel like I'm about to disappear, this time it's true, I closed my eyes peacefully, this time it's calmer than last time. Without a trace of panic and nervousness. Birds chirped past, I smiled, I remembered my own heart soaked in formalin, and I began to miss it. I felt lighter, as if something had left my chest, it is said that after death a person loses some weight, and this weight is 21 grams, 21 grams is the weight of five nickels, the weight of a hummingbird, yes The weight of a piece of chocolate is the weight of the soul, oh, does my soul have 21 grams...
C: Dear, I love you, and I will continue to love myself, even for the insignificant 21 grams...
( Choir A, B, C sing in unison, with jazz D background music)
You said you felt that heart was heavy
You said you felt that the soul suddenly drifted
away at that moment You said you felt that lesson was a lie of God
but Still without
turning back, I fell into the abyss I created,
endless piety, can't wash away the darkness,
countless anesthesia, can't get rid of the nightmare, blazing cold,
fearless sacrifice, can't save the lost laughter,
but still knowingly
ride on the sails that
are ruthlessly manipulated by fate. Only sing this dirge of the soul
only to commemorate the weight that rises and loses the weight of the
soul
21 grams
(END---------CLOSE------------THE END)
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