I think Sam Mendes has a Paris complex like I do, so he made a movie Revolutionary Road.
"Revolutionary Road" is the best movie I've seen recently, and the worst movie I've seen recently. The plot goes like this: Housewife April and middle-class clerk Frank, live an ordinary family life in the suburbs of New York in the 1950s. The man wears a bowler hat to go to work every day, and the woman watches two from the window every day. Children play. But, living in this American dream, they feel suffocated. The man hated his mechanical clerk job because he was just one of the countless bowler hats floating on the street. The woman loathes her role as the Walking Dead housewife because her window is just one of many suburban windows. In short, they fear that they are becoming - perhaps never just - "one of them".
So they thought of Paris.
Mainly, April thought of Paris. Paris! She gushed to Frank, Paris! Life wouldn't be so suffocating if we moved to Paris! Resign now! I could find a clerk job in Paris to feed you! We redesign our lives! It's too late to change all this!
So they began to imagine their new life in Paris, and began to pack luggage to inform relatives and friends. Then Frank suddenly learns that he's going to get a promotion and a raise, so he's shaken, and then Kate is so furious that she secretly knocks out the baby in her belly and bleeds to her death. Then no one, no one, went to Paris.
Paris, the revolutionary beacon of middle-class rebellion against itself, was extinguished by Franck's treachery.
I have to say that several times during the movie I wanted to get up from my seat and argue loudly with the hysterical April. I want to say how a person's happiness can depend on the city he lives in, it can only come from your heart; I want to say how being a secretary in Paris has become a channel for human liberation; I want to explain that it is escape from oneself How come it's the pursuit of a dream; I'd say you don't torture poor Frank, he's already said that if he had something he'd probably go all-in on developing it but the thing is he doesn't; What in Paris can make you realize the value of life? Is it the Eiffel Tower or the Louvre or the Champs-Élysées or the Arc de Triomphe?
Wait, wait, that's when I heard the director join me earnestly in my hypothetical debate: in this work, Paris is just a metaphor, it refers to one's courage to pursue one's dreams.
So what if one has courage but no dreams? What if "they" were never "them" because of a lack of courage, but simply because of a lack of mission within him or a lack of talent to fulfill that mission? That is - and I know that sounds cruel - what if not every body has something called a soul?
The director tried to frame the story as a conflict between April's courage and Frank's cowardice, but in reality the more essential conflict does not come from courage and cowardice, but from the courage to resist and the courage to endure. Rejecting utopia takes as much courage as pursuing it. I think Frank wasn't just greedy for comfort, he was afraid that when he bravely gave up everything to explore his heart, he would be horrified to find that there was nothing inside. It is not difficult to give up, the key is for what. The reason why the revolution in history has succeeded in attracting so many sons of landlords, daughters of squires, granddaughters of capitalists, and grandsons of old bureaucrats is not only because it inspires the courage to give up, but because it solves the important problem of what to do. subject. It mentions liberation, equality, transformation of production relations, great material abundance, and places where peach blossoms bloom. On an imaginary map, it clearly marked Paris.
So, unlike Frank, the son of the landlord, the daughter of the squire, the daughter of the capitalist, the granddaughter of the old bureaucrat, the grandson of the old bureaucrat, set off in a mighty way.
Zheng Jun wrote a song called "Back to Lhasa". I still don't understand why I "returned" to Lhasa - did Mr. Zheng have anything to do with Lhasa in the past? Of course, according to the logic of "Revolutionary Road", it doesn't matter whether it has anything to do with Lhasa in the past. It is your hometown that has something to do with your dreams and who you imagine yourself to be.
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