The story itself is really uneventful. The plot development is also relatively normal. The protagonist Jimmy is actually Eminem as a white rapper who struggled hard in the slums of Detroit. He had no money, no house, no car, and his girlfriend broke up and lived in his mother's trailer. No very Tailai. But it doesn't matter. For some movies, the plot is not important, and the whole movie can be viewed as an extended version of the music MV. Such as Once. Such as this 8 mile. Of course, for a HC like me, watching Eminem, who looks like the handsome Mi Shuai back then, is a pleasure in itself. . In addition to the music, this not-so-classic film has something very touching. For example, Eminem, who is now famous, also had such a down and crazy and bitter youth back then. Also in the play, in such an unreliable family, he cared and loved his sister with utmost care. Very moved.
A netizen on Time.com wrote a film review with the title of "No more angry youth", saying that 8 mile reminded her of the classic angry youth film Trainspotting, which is indeed a bit similar. The drug-riddled Edinburgh of the train spotting is as shady as the now run-down Detroit ghetto. Jimmy in the play and Mark Renton in Trainspotting are also somewhat similar. Of course, it is not only that Eminem and Ivan are equally handsome and angular, but also that both of them live a life at the bottom of society. Make friends in the eyes of others. There is no future and no future. angry youth. Although the location moved from Scotland to Detroit, the accent also changed from standard Scottish English to Afro-American rap emphasis. That kind of rebellion is actually similar.
So I think of Holden in the wheat field, Alex in in to the wild, and the "me" in the corpse of Stephen King's novella. They are all so similar rebellious children or teenagers or young people. There is a similar behavior of cynicism, emptiness and confusion and being turned into angry youth by normal society. The only difference is the degree. Such similar youths actually have similar endings. In any case, this angry youth-style life can not continue. There is a limit to the rebellious youth that you can fully squander. This is probably what all angry youths have to face. When the words beginning with F are used to curse all the dark and hypocritical ages past, should I completely escape and go to the enemy and live the mediocre and numb middle-class life I once hated, or continue to be so confused and angry, cynical and live my life at the bottom? The nearest stenographer threw a paperclip". It's a dilemma.
At the end of Trainspotting, Mark Renton betrayed his gang of bastard friends and walked in the morning sun with a smile on his face and lived the life he once cursed. At the end of 8 mile, Jimmy refused the invitation of his friends. After winning the Rap game Back to the factory alone to work overtime. In In to the wild, Alex thought of his resentful parents before he died. The "I" in the corpse left those friends who drag you down, and began to cherish his talents with like-minded partners, and became today's Stephen King. In the end, Holden couldn't go to the rye to watch the children and went home obediently. The next step is to find a school to study. Maybe continue to be lost, maybe become the next DB, write a movie script that I hate. They all betrayed a former self, a former choice, a former lifestyle, and a former friend. The life of an angry youth or not after a complete or incomplete betrayal begins.
Is it betrayal? Maybe this is the best option.
At least people like Mark Renton are sober. They think about what they really want. Will not be satisfied with the current life. While hanging out with the friends around you, you will never forget to ask what's the point? ? ? I will face my bad life and wake up in time. They will not sink completely, they will not always cover up their loser nature with a cynical attitude, they will not deceive themselves and numb themselves, they will not cover up their incompetence and helplessness that they cannot change the world or even their own lives, and they will not use drug numbs himself; he won't surrender to the enemy and shrink into the shell of the middle class, becoming like the kind of person that Midori once described to Watanabe in the Norwegian forest, becoming Edward Norton in the fight club before he met Tyler .
In the final analysis, we should choose the middle way that our ancestors said rotten. The so-called non-violent non-cooperation. In the face of seemingly only A and B choices, you can also say that I choose C. I can maintain a posture of questioning everything without being paralyzed, and at the same time do something positive to change the status quo. After all, angry rhetoric is bullshit if it doesn't turn into a positive force to improve the things that make you angry. choose life Living well doesn't mean you have to be hypocritical. I believe in the existence of option C, just as I believe that Mark Renton will not end up being Edward Norton, the insomniac for six months in the Fight Club, and that Alex made his peace with god before he died.
Be cautiously optimistic.
Finally posted the lyrics, love Eminem's first song:
Lose Yourself
Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted, one moment
Would you capture it, or just let it slip? Yo
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin'
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin' how, everybody's chokin' now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, oh, there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad
But he won't give up that easy, no, he won't have it
He knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke , he's so stagnant, he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo, this whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it , you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
The soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
As we move toward a new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post-mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over, these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows he's grown farther from home
He's no father, he goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds, I suppose it's old partner
But the beat goes on da da dum da dum da da
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin' roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin' in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and stepwritin' the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my nine to five
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer
This is my life, and these times are so hard
And it's getting even harder tryin' to feed and water my seed, plus
Teetertotter caught up between bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama screamin on and too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot , another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin' option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go with my shot, feet fail me not
This may be the only opportunity that I got
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
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