Warning, an irresponsible bad review by an illiterate native dog.
The plot is messy and sparse, the music has no memory, etc. I can't be bothered to say that, the first time the audience can hum any tune except in the heights is a musical genius.
It has not been a year or two years since Broad Street tried to sink in and understand ordinary people, but could only figure out the embarrassing imagination of the privileged community about the bottom.
It's not surprising that LMM, as a second-generation immigrant, writes more like the white American fantasy of minority superiority. In the heights is a show that left after less than half of it, but at least I still remember the plot of nina at the beginning, which can make me empathize. The movie version can only make me roll my eyes repeatedly.
Looking for the director of Crazy Rich Asian to shoot, do you think that the film can particularly represent the Chinese community?
However, when the male protagonist saw the photos of the beach in Latin America, it was my dream that the motherland was fresh and happy, and he decided to go back to the motherland to open a bar by the sea. It is indeed equivalent to the Chinese who watched Li Ziqi's video and decided to return to China to farm.
I have no intention of understanding the struggles of my parents. I know that the second generation has no illusions about the United States, but maybe it feels that the first generation is short-sighted and stupid and does not know how to cherish the rural life of material animals. This work's interpretation of the wave of Latin immigrants stays at the level of "can't find a job in China, come out to make money". People who leave Peach Blossom Land to survive are really pitiful, but if you talk to your father seriously, you won't be so arrogant.
What is even more outrageous is that the second generation has even arranged to accuse the first generation of immigrants that the discrimination experienced by them is not as profound as their own. me, eh? ? ? ? "When you and your mother came to New York, the local Latino community welcomed you with open arms. I didn't have my own community in college." Is this a human word? ? ? I take a quick look at history, in the 1970s New York admitted to cutting the bronx firefighting budget in order to drive out local immigrants with fires, you know? ? ? Miss, in your eyes, having a gathering place for local villagers can offset the discrimination and persecution imposed by the whole society. Being discriminated against by roommates is worth all the hardships of non-English speaking workers who come to a strange country? ? ? ha? ? ?
In this group of dramatic conflicts, there is a father who is willing to go his own way and put a heavy burden on the head, and a daughter who drops out of school and does not discuss with anyone. It is a paranoid personality, and I don't see who respects the other. The father is a little weaker because Nina has mastered it. Take the initiative, you can’t be forced to read anyway if you don’t read, so you have to arrange for your father to bow his head and reconcile. Even if you drop out of your first year of undergraduate studies, I believe you when you say that you see a bright future for yourself. As for the fact that your family's savings for half a lifetime are being wasted by you, there must be no need to pay back at all. After all, young people need to pay the price (parents) to break free from the shackles.
As a poor visa refugee who also lives in the suburbs of New York, my empathy generation is really not because East Asians are especially emotionally kidnapped by their parents, but because the creators have too little imagination about the plight of the immigrant community. People who grew up in New York with legal status casually incorporate the experience of a generation into their own cognitive system: it is not the United States, is it not the upper class of society, what is worth cherishing, is it necessary to integrate, and do not accept higher education I can also take my own flower path to educate me. You are good material, and you are working here for a basic salary of $10 an hour. Isn’t the beach in your hometown beautiful? Can you imagine the scorn I received from my peers?
I'm sour, I'm sour.
Of course, it’s not that the movie didn’t mention the community’s predicament. There are so many places to mention it. The pain of life, hard work and low wages was sung over and over for more than two hours. Normal audiences would have to sympathize with you when they saw it. All struggling poor are grouped together.
Where are your unique challenges as Latinos, as immigrants (with a high probability of being illegal in your early years), what is the difference between your life, grandma, and any proletariat in the world, LMM, can you talk about the rubbish nature of public schools in minority communities, than The 100 times harsher punishment standard in normal schools has led to the school-to-prison pipeline of teenagers who go straight to the prison without paying attention. Without identity, there is no SSN, no insurance and driver's license (now changed), and they are exploited and dare not call the police. 8 years later, the government has threatened to drive out the whole family from the welfare house where the relatives of illegal immigrants live...
You don't talk about these, you hide all the background and causes, and you talk about the low wages and tiring work.
I believe that this film may indeed be the real thoughts of the second generation of immigrants. After all, they have become infinitely closer to the United States than to the cultural community of their parents. Their interpretations can be written in English, put on the Broad Street stage, and let other Americans pay The 200-dollar ticket comes in to appreciate the applause. Their narratives can cover the real voices of the previous generation, and they fantasize for a lifetime that they have a utopian hometown that has been left behind.
Also good.
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