Burnout, the point of contact is always the inner thought: What's the point? Looking around, there is gray Kierkegaard boredom. The face of Kathy Bates, who plays Harriet in Harry's Law, is a note: the drooping corners of the eyes are the low-hanging shutters that are afraid of the light: what's worth scrutinizing? The slack face is pulled down by gravity, and even a smile is just a twitch at the corner of the mouth: what is worth pulling an upward arc? The fat body makes every movement heavy and solemn: what's worth the effort? So, perhaps the best fit is for a person to comfortably perform indifference in a room with the door closed. Yet, as a TV show aimed at winning ratings, Harry dutifully opened a law firm in the slums of Cincinnati — predictably: serving the grassroots, she found meaning in her life again.
In fact, I am very suspicious of such screenwriters: according to the degree of burnout of Harriet Korn in the first episode, most of them will count the large amount of money that they have earned as a patent lawyer, and go home directly, without eating potato chips and watching TV day and night.
So, adore Matha Costello in Silk. As soon as he appeared, he brought a queen-like aura. She trotted through the judge, the suspect and the office. The sound of high heels was the sound of Lei Lei's drums.
How many close-ups did Silk give Matha. The gaffer is rude: she's in the incandescent light in the office, she's in the sunlight outside, she's in the spotlight of the courtroom, and she's in the bathroom at home in front of a heavily lit mirror. The face was powdered, so pale that no blood could be seen. The powder sticks to the skin, and there is no creamy texture. It is just a piece of floating dust. As long as he thinks, his brows are wrinkled, and sometimes he doesn't think, walking on the road with a worried expression. There are deep Sichuan characters between his brows, and cobweb-like wrinkles on the corners of his eyes. The lips are very thin, always pursed, and wearing scarlet lipstick, it is a thin and flamboyant red poppy on a plain white face.
Her body language captured by the camera was not deliberately flattering: she was not tall, her shoulders were too broad, and the line on her waist was thick. When walking, the head is proudly tilted back, but the waist is bent in a forward arc, which makes people worry that it will be broken under the heavy pressure; during the court debate, the two shoulders are hunched up, and the whole upper body is leaning on the table, which is about to attack. The leopard is clearly a child who is too tired to cheat.
In the play, her student Nick asks her: How old are you? She replied: Thirty-five years old. Nick disgracefully debunked: This answer has been around for years. Compared with Lorraine, Katie, etc. who are all beautiful in Boston lega, Matha is really not beautiful. If Shirley Schmidt, the queen bee in Boston Legal, was filmed the way Silk was filmed, Denny and Alan would probably cry. Matha doesn't cry. From episode 1 to episode 6, she didn't shed a tear. He only covered his face and lowered his head.
Silk's show is feminist: Matha competes with men to win the title of Crown Barrister. Her character is better than that of men, her ability is better than that of men, but she is always alone. She has no husband, not even a lover. She had conceived a life, but at the end her child was aborted. She has no real friends. Her boss and colleagues are all scheming against her. The student is too young to really understand her suffering. She is the object of people's reliance, the most dependable person. What about herself? Only you can be friends.
Fortunately, even if it was just one person, she was still able to make the sound of thumping footsteps. She really loves her work. For justice, for morality, for personal conscience, etc. In addition, there is probably only such a job that can make her a world of one person run out of lively voices. Listen to Amei, who is the same age as Matha, sing in "One Person Conversation": "I am your perfect match forever".
Silk is really inspiring. What is the meaning of work? It's about letting yourself fall in love with who you are at work. When you see every new wrinkle that has been added with the years, you can skip the sadness that youth is hard to stay in midsummer, and stroke your brows with a calm hand. Are you alone? It doesn't matter, work overtime with yourself. Chuan word between the forehead? Busy, no time to think, just let it go.
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