2007-1-28 In the second half of the Italian Film Art Exhibition at the Xiaoxitian Film Art Archive Once, I just thought it was a little strange. 2001 was not a film without its arrogance, such as "Piano Teacher" or "Mulholland Drive", but this warm-hearted film took the Palme d'Or. Although the awards are moderately scattered according to the Palme d’Or, but in my junior year of college, I was overwhelmed by the endless metaphors and image possibilities of the film masters, and I couldn’t see the benefit of this film. . I checked the film list information at that time, and this movie whose original DVD version has been rotten on the street was ranked 101 on my DVD number. I gave a score of 8 (10), and the comment was: "warm, think of the people around you. But it seems that taking the Palme d'Or is not enough." Now it seems really sad. The so-called "things around the people around you" refers to my high school classmate who died in a car accident not long before watching the film. But that incident didn't touch me too much. It wasn't until I went home after watching the film and talked with some other high school classmates for a long time. Later, I wrote an article to commemorate the deceased classmate. An impossible thing to do. That article was written on and off for 6 months, and my mood was dragged to exhaustion. I forgot about this movie a long time ago.
It was only two years later that I re-entered this Nanny Moratti film and I started to cry uncontrollably. The plot is already familiar, and even the scheduling is vaguely remembered, but the feeling is completely different. Two years have gone through a lot. When trying to recall the deceased high school classmate, all I can think of are extremely limited fragments, maybe I can remember one or two details, but too many daily routines are ignored by memory. When talking about this matter with my friend Xiaobai, Xiaobai said, we must hurry up to recall, we must hurry up to write down, although she has left this world, but she lives in our memories, we should keep it more A little memory is to keep a little more of her. So when I finally had the opportunity to go to her university in Qingdao after graduation, my mood was inexplicably calm. It was summer vacation, and there was no one in the school. I wandered around in various corners of her school at dusk and at night, sitting and standing, imagining that on some distant days she had passed by here, she would go all the way with her drawing board I tried to walk the way from the girls' dormitory to the classroom, looking like I was going to class. The last text she sent me on my phone has not been deleted. However, all these are meaningless, just to settle one of her own wishes: a certain phone call during the freshman year, she said, you have time to come to Qingdao to play.
"Only God can make the promise of life."
When this line came out, I couldn't bear it any longer. Inevitably, I think of my sister Dorna, who passed away in early October last year. Dorna and I have worked together on a music program on the radio station for two years. Occasionally, I choose a class. In addition, I meet every week during the recording. I often meet her when Weiming BBS is pouring water. It is considered that I am very familiar with Peking University. with very close people. She is an art film lover, and she also took a double major in art. As a senior brother, she often lends her DVDs to guide her in choosing courses and writing papers. However, at the end of August, when she was talking about the program planning for the next semester, she said that she had a severe cold. One day, she received a call from the school teacher saying that she was seriously ill and could not last for a few days. When I went to see her, my mind didn't turn at all. She tried to tell me that she had conceived a show of how to... Forget it, I really don't want to write any more, Wei Ming was very sad when she just passed away. There are some articles expressing condolences. I did not have the courage to write them at that time, and I still do not have the courage to write them now. I lit a row of candles on the windowsill the day she died, silently trying to recall some details, then listened to recordings of her previous shows and smoked all night.
"Your son should like listening to this."
The owner of the video store took out a CD and put it on the record player, and the gentle guitar played. I'm thinking of that Dorna favorite "Never Grow Old," by The Cranberries, a song we picked when we first recorded together. I cried silently to the screen as these details corresponded. I finally understood the thickness of this film. But I don't want to understand. Such an understanding is cruel. However, we have all experienced or will experience the departure of relatives and friends, the sudden huge shock and the void that comes with it, and the ridiculous effort of trying to grasp every bit of memory is the life experience we will eventually gain, "The Son's Room" tries to arouse the audience's resonance of this life experience - so there is no need to develop the possibility of video, a moving film is a film that touches the depths of the soul, and involves the innate fear of human beings and the impermanence of life. Movies of confusion at the root of nightmares, these things are a subconscious level that is hard to capture. On the surface, however, a father who blames the loss of his son on his overwork is enough for us to savour. This self-considered "killing" behavior eventually led to his "suicide" - unable to continue his career as a psychoanalyst, and this "medical lack of autonomy" just greatly strengthened his grief. And the few paragraphs in the film that can be called "if..." are very moving, and the warm father-son relationship should be written in this way. On the other hand, "The Son's Room" itself refers to an expression of "things are wrong", and the overflowing love of the parents even poured out of control to the son's "girlfriend" (actually, at best, a pen pal who is close to each other. ), even driving the girl and her boyfriend (travel companion?) all night to the French border. And this girl and Andrea (the "son" in the film, the only name I can remember) had a contract: she had seen pictures of his room, and she wanted to see his room.
It seems that starting from the "promise" is the best way to interpret this film. The father canceled the appointment with the son to run to see the patient, and this was based on the father trying to use his own appointment to cancel the appointment of the son and the friend diving, etc. The sentence can be written more and more complicated, but I have no idea of writing it down . I am just moved and missed. At the end of the film, there is a flock of birds flying by the sea, and the rising sun, and the music that Andrea likes. It really takes some life experience to love this movie, and that pain makes us grow up and live better. While only God can make covenants in life, there are many other covenants we make with each other in life.
All these agreements have to be fulfilled one by one.
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