Let the details die, movies don't win with details. A lot of directors usually pretentiously arrange a lot of disgusting details, so that the film loses its original flavor of life, and the image becomes an empty shell that will not attract anyone. There are also many so-called scholars who are racking their brains, staring wide-eyed to not miss any transition shot, any movement of the camera position, any placement of objects, trying to catch the so-called shrewd grammar or fatal mistakes. , Isn't this nitpicking and boring? This film is wonderful because it tells a true story, because the director and screenwriter retain the essence and core of the story, and the unresolved truth attracts people to think deeply. It doesn't make it clear who the murderer is, it just tells the audience that he's an ordinary person, maybe the murderer is hiding among us, maybe it's us, who knows? Yes, it is a simple matter to want to come to a movie. A director who can tell a story well without adding oil to it is already a very good director. As an audience, there is no better audience than this, who can sit quietly in front of the screen for two hours without any mentality of seeking and seeking.
What is the story? Literally what happened in the past, an experience that teaches, inspires, thinks and grows. Why is the story so magical?
Benjamin cited a story told by Herodotus, the first storyteller in ancient Greece -
The king of Egypt was defeated and captured by the king of Persia, who wanted to humiliate his captors. He made the poor man kneel by the roadside, watching the triumphant return of the Persian army, watching his wife and daughter become slaves, and watching his son be guillotined.
The Egyptians wailed and wept as they witnessed this tragedy, but the king remained silent, as wood as a clay sculpture.
But when he saw one of his old and poor servants, he could no longer control himself, punched his forehead, and burst into tears.
Why, what is the charm of the story? Why did the king of Egypt remain unmoved when he saw his relatives being mutilated, and only wept when he saw his servants? Montaigne understood that because he had been grief-stricken before that, the poor servant was the last straw that broke him. We could also say that the king of Egypt grieved because his unrelated servants suffered the same fate as him. It can also be said that many things in real life that we are not moved by are moved on the stage, and we will be moved by them. Or, the king had already been overwhelmed with grief and lost all expression, and it was an emotional relaxation for him when the irrelevant servant appeared, so he cried.
We can't be sure of any explanation, and Herodotus's account is extremely dry, without a trace of personal emotion, without the slightest tinge of embellishment. It is precisely because of this that this ancient Egyptian story will still be surprising and thought-provoking after thousands of years. Like a seed buried in a pyramid, it still has the potential to take root in the hearts of listeners thousands of years later.
The more dry the narrative, the more objective it is, and the easier it is to bury a deep impression on the audience. On the contrary, the understanding based on personal experience is passed on to the reader, and no amount of elaborate and cumbersome psychological descriptions are just superfluous. There may be strong excitement, but it will never last long.
In the past, I thought that only literature could tell a story so amazingly. Later, I found that movies can do it too. Later, I felt that it had nothing to do with literature and movies. Instead, it was the simplicity and purity of the story itself that made novels and movies shine. In fact, it is not movies that move us, but real life. We are not crying because of the father who married his daughter in the Ozu drama, but we are moved by ourselves, our father, and our daughter in real life. Whether it's about crime or family, violence or sex, novels and movies are based on life, and real life is more complex and powerful than any tool created by human beings. The obvious common sense has been turned upside down by many people and lost in the wrong way.
Really like this movie. In the bright sun, it looks like nothing has happened, bras, panties, semen, sad songs, men and women, murderers and victims, beauty and sin, sorrow and joy, life and death, everything seems to have never existed Same. At a glance, there is only empty air. But does it look like it didn't happen? When we look at ourselves, none of us are spared, no one is innocent.
Stories are told by living people, aren't they? The stories we hear are told by the living, even the stories of the dead, the stories of people who don't seem to exist, are told by the living. When I think about it like this, it feels good to be alive.
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