repression, sex

Genesis 2022-03-15 09:01:10

The male protagonist bought back "Four Hundred Strikes" and watched it alone. At this time, it doesn't matter what you watch, what matters is that this is a French movie. "What time are you over there?" You are dad, you are her.
The lighting in the room is always so depressed and dim, as if it is not in the world. For me, this may be a kind of sexual depression.
At the end, the box of Xiaokang's watch was stolen, but Xiaokang's father hooked the box that came floating, and finally walked to the Ferris wheel. Does this herald the beginning of a new cycle? ?

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Extended Reading
  • Lorena 2022-02-07 14:52:39

    Using the constantly emerging or implied concept of time to secretly exchange the sense of space in the image, so as to realize the handshake under the condition of time, but the flesh is so tightly packed, it can't resist the established ice cold of reality; it is the familiar and hopeless one in Tsai Ming-liang's film. The loneliness, the tears in the corners of the eyes that seem to be asleep, and the instinctive comfort of looking up at each other are all almost animal impulses and protections; at the end, it is very meaningful to expose and finish with the identity of the clock and the intervener.

  • Jakob 2022-04-24 07:01:24

    Cai Mingliang's consistent style. The emotions of the three people are suppressed from beginning to end, and the rendering of emotions is naturally not artificial. The loneliness and loneliness is infinitely magnified through the screen, and this three-dimensional depth has an appeal. Personally, I think Xiangqi's role is too detailed, and the focus should be on the mother and son. Although the emotional tone is the same, the relevance of the story is not reliable. Of course, without her, the jet lag cannot be arranged. The director is basically gay.

What Time Is It There? quotes

  • Shiang-chyi: Come on. Sell me this one.

    Hsiao-kang: It'd be bad luck to own my watch.

    Shiang-chyi: Why?

    Hsiao-kang: Someone in my family just died. I'm in mourning. I can't sell it to you.

  • Hsiao-kang: So we have dinner at midnight now?

    Mother: What do you know? Can't we go along with your dad's time?