Evil hides in the reservation, lonely, barren, vast, backward, and ruthless.
These evils are the same for all people living on the reservation land, but this does not mean that the reservation land does not distinguish between good and bad people. The line between good guys and bad guys here is this: the "good guys" represented by Corey accept the ruthlessness of the reservation, and the "bad guys" whose names I don't even remember.
As Corey said to Natalie's dad, once you accept your daughter's departure - bad news, but good news (good news): you have her forever because of it, and everything about her will be remembered lifelike.
The nature of the land is abundance, and this is true of any land. Who says the Himalayan foothills are "unsuitable" for human existence? Ask the people who have lived there for generations, ask the people brushing their teeth standing at the source of the Brahmaputra in the morning, of course, on the same premise - ask the people who have truly embraced his land.
Since the land is always fertile, the so-called barrenness and sinisterness, loneliness and backwardness are false propositions, and this proposition is only established in the context of New York and Chicago, because urbanites have defined their kind of life as good. , advanced, and thus emits a one-dimensional spectrum, and at the other end of this spectrum is the wind river. In fact, the places where human beings originated, where civilizations once flourished, where individuals were wiped out in stories, and where humans could hide and continue after a nuclear war were all on the other end of the spectrum.
So people who stay on the reservation and accept the reservation, and therefore can also be said to be wise people, they guard the beginning of man, and guard the end of the future at the same time. Knowing its female, guarding its male, the world is a stream.
But the city, the dream of modern life, is too attractive, isn't it? If we realize that the two unfortunate girls who were killed in the film are also more or less the dream catchers of urban dreams and modern dreams, we will realize the serious challenges faced by the reservation itself. Older generations are no longer able to pass on to the next generation as an embodied experience the kind of acceptance of the land that they empathize with—the source of meaning. The teaching materials used in wind river's local schools are the same as those used in New York schools. The models on the magazine covers are the same. But in fact, anthropologists have long warned us not to use the same IQ test to test the IQ of Indians and New Yorkers. New Yorkers know more than 200 brands, and Indians know more than 1,000 kinds of plants and animals.
This conflict can be seen in the difference between Corey and Jane's work: Corey, like Odysseus, traces animal tracks and events directly from the earth like a hound, while Jane is accustomed to tracking traces of animals and events from the city. The data is retrieved from the ubiquitous surveillance cameras, Jane and the others do not know the earth.
But no matter what, globalization and urbanization are powerful tides, and young people on reservations are just about to move, they go to prison, commit crimes, or - their path may be like this, they study hard, and they will I've been to New York, Chicago, Las Vegas... But maybe one day in their lives, these people will suddenly realize that the land they are far away from is the life force itself.
Life is the highest hymn, and against the backdrop of today's city, I can't come up with any answer that can comfort the reservation itself, except life. So the emotional climax of the movie is when Corey talks to Jane about Natalie, the girl who has run so far alone. Of course, Corey had said long ago that I don't know how far she ran that night, but it must have been farther than you (Jane) imagined.
Corey said to Jane, you are also good, although you are from the city, but you also have a brave heart. At that moment, Jane burst into tears, she fully understood the source of the power that was with her, that she was Natalie, or that she and Natalie belonged to something more sacred. She went to the reservation to handle the case, which is also a tour of life.
Only when we leave the city and go to the land, to the barren, barren, lonely land, can we realize how strong the vitality is in the body, because we have come from there.
Last night, I dreamed of the lion family in the cave. hello, how are you?
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