traditional film art relies on sharp and intense conflicts and twists and turns to generate artistic shock, just like drinking a glass of strong wine, It makes people intoxicated; and there is also a kind of movie, which is light in the plot itself, but also shocking because of the wonderful use of details. Just like the real Biluochun, it is very light, and you have to taste it slowly to feel its sweet fragrance and elegance.
In Zhang Yimou's film "My Father and Mother", he and she have finally become "my" father and mother. This is known to the audience at the beginning of the film. This film, which deliberately gave up suspense, can be said to be successful. One of the keys is to win in the details.
Similar to the application of "guanmu" in ancient Chinese operas, Chekov also once advocated that all details should be carefully designed and should be run through from beginning to end. It should be used to kill. Of course, details can be used as running props or actions to serve the theme, but the shocking power of details in literary and artistic works is not limited to this.
Let us temporarily let go of the rich rural customs and customs in the film, put aside the mournful and beautiful music, and focus our attention and focus on the details of this film to dig a "gold mine".
Mother's "Red" - Xinyi
"Red Padded Jacket"
When she saw her father for the first time, her mother wore her new padded jacket, and her mother's figure was so delicate that the padded jacket that would have made people look bloated was wrapped around her, It also has a bit of lightness and agility. The cotton-padded jacket is water-red, red but not bright, bright but not bad, as if in such green mountains and green waters, in such a quiet village, there should always be such a beautiful girl with red padded jacket braids.
My father was "Mr." from the city. His arrival caused quite a stir in the village. In the crowd of onlookers, there was a piece of fresh red beating.
After watching "Mr.", the mother carefully put the red cotton jacket in the cabinet, put it upright, pressed it carefully, and with a few simple hand movements, the young girl's delicate and affectionate heart was already on the screen.
It was "Sir"'s turn to come to my mother's house for dinner. My mother held the ragged door with one hand and smiled sweetly at my father. The sun shone on the green eyelashes on the clear eyes, and the delicate red lips under the crystal clear eyes. Bei Te, and the red padded jacket, also accompanied her mother, smiling towards the sun. The father also laughed, not sure whether he fell in love with the red padded jacket that his mother wore, or the mother who put on this red padded jacket specially for his father.
"Sir" was about to be taken away. Before leaving, he promised to come and have a bite of the dumplings made by his mother. The mother waited and took out the red cotton jacket that his father liked from the cabinet.
The red cotton-padded jacket belongs to young girls. The red cotton-padded jacket is as passionate as fire, as bright as a flower. The red is simple, the red is persistence, the red-padded jacket is the girl's longing for beauty, and the red-padded jacket is the mother's pursuit of love.
The "red hair card"
is red again, with red and red hair. When the father gave it to his mother, he said: "The red hair card matches your red cotton jacket, it looks good!"
When the mother finally missed the carriage that took the father away and fell When she fell to the ground, after crying helplessly over her grievance, she realized that the hairpin pinned to her head had disappeared. I stumbled all the way just now, one hill after another, how did my mother know where the hairpin fell? My father had already been taken away, and I finally didn't let my mother meet him when I left. Why didn't my mother wear, hold, wrap or hide even the only small hairpin that my father gave me? The loss of the red-haired card after a series of desperately running, falling, and crying, as if a piece of music has reached a climax, the tune is still climbing, and the listener's heart keeps rising, rising, and finally, When it came to the little stop sign of the loss of the red-haired card, the listeners were stunned, and the viewers were stunned. After a moment of silence, all the sadness rushed up, and tears finally burst out. When the hairpin was finally found by the mother under the fence in front of the house, it was no longer important in itself, and the plastic red pieces had already earned too many tears from the audience.
"Red on the Beam"
It's still red, this time red, it's my mother's masterpiece in front of the loom. The red cloth on the beam of the newly built primary school in the village was woven by the most beautiful girl in the village, the mother. The young and slender mother sat down in front of the loom with her waist twisted lightly. She did her work beautifully and beautifully. The "red" was hanging on the beam, and the father could see it as soon as he raised his head. , For forty years, the red cloth has been white and yellow, yellow and gray, until the death of my father, the "red" is still the same "red".
"Black"
is here, and there is also a quee "Red and Black". The colors of the whole film are so distinct. When the front and rear "I" appear, the black, white and gray are depressingly cold and lonely, while the When narrating the beautiful story of "father" and "mother", the red jacket, the blue sky and the green hillside are all warm tones, beautiful and fresh.
From red flowers and green trees to black and grey forests, parents have been together for 40 years, the true love has not changed for 40 years, the heart has not changed for 40 years, the road is still the same road, the beam is still the same beam, but the years are old , The beauty is no longer, the Iraqi has gone. Therefore, the mother has to finish the last piece of cloth for the father, so the mother has to accompany the father on the road where he came. The story is too simple and too ordinary, but why does the hunched old back make the audience so tearful? Why did the "red" of mother's youth linger in the hearts of the audience for so long!
Mother's "running" - the pursuit of
perhaps, this film should not be called "My Father and Mother", but "My Mother".
My father was brought back by my mother's food, my father was brought back by the red padded jacket for my mother, my father was brought back by my mother's smile, or more, my father was "run" by my mother and waited to come back.
Just as Zhang Yimou, the director of this film, said, there are too many scenes of mothers waiting in the film, waiting for the father to leave school, waiting for the father to return home, "waiting" makes people quiet and melancholy, but "running" can run out of vitality and hope. Running in the green hills where my father is about to pass, running to the sound of reading in my heart, my mother is chasing her dream in the "running", and the anxiety and anxiety of waiting are released in the running.
My mother was running, and finally met the "Mr." who was taking the students home. She deliberately dropped a basket on the ground. My mother twisted her body and ran away in small steps. Shy, the young girl still has to run away, waiting for "Mr." to stop and take back the basket; coy, the girl in the village still laughs, "Mr." knows me!
The mother ran, and finally missed the carriage that took "Mr." away, and finally fell down, the bowl was broken, and tears came out. You are just a rural girl, no matter how beautiful you are, how can you stop taking "Mr." away?
But my mother was still running.
When I ran, my father's reading sounded again, and I ran back to my father with tears in my eyes. The mother's mother said, "Sir came back for you." The seriously ill mother lay on the bed, and a tear slid down silently.
The mother's running is the mother's pursuit, the mother dares to think, dares to do, dares to run also dares to chase, the mother, is a stubborn girl.
Mother's "stubbornness" - insisting that
my mother is too stubborn and able to persist, although she certainly does not understand what is "persistence". "At that time, there were not many people in the village who were free to love, and the mother and father caused quite a stir." "Mr. is from the city, not the same as us", but my mother didn't pay attention to anything. There is only one thought in my mother's mind. My husband is knowledgeable and learned. I just want to be nice to her, and I just love him—the lessons he taught.
"Bowl"
The big celadon bowl was filled with delicious food made by my mother again and again. The golden pancakes, the fragrant fried rice, and the steaming dumplings were so tightly packed that they were about to overflow. The mother's heart is also full of overflowing. Delicious food is made for "Mr." Putting the "worker's meal" on the table, the mother and the women in the village were chatting and laughing, but the corner of her heart was always guarding the bowl. The mother quietly asked people what "Sir" was eating, and squeezed the bowl at the front with a cautious eye; "Sir" said that he recognized the bowl, and the mother pouted and insisted on asking what he ate; This bowl was used to give dumplings to my father who was leaving; my mother ran after the carriage and fell, the bowl was broken and her heart was broken.
The master of repairing bowls uses the old craftsmanship of our Chinese. The craftsmen's big hands are rough and black, but they can drill holes, brush glue, nail, reinforce, repair and repair the light, crisp and thin porcelain bowls freely. After the bowl is finished, "Anyway, I left a memory for my daughter." My mother is a sincere rural girl. My mother will not take my father to go to a restaurant. My mother has never heard of the Taiwanese love song "I want to cook for you, I want to wash the dishes for you". , the mother's bowl, digging out is the mother's heart.
The "well"
well is an old well that people don't use for a long time, because the well is next to the school, and my mother goes around every day to fetch water. Seeing that her father was also coming to fetch water, her mother quietly poured the water in the bucket back into the well. She was waiting for her father, but looked at Cheng Yaojinsheng, who had rushed out halfway, and snatched the bucket from her father. , the mother was not at all angry with that person.
Forty years later, my mother decided to bury my father by the well, and they all recited this well, this man.
......
The stubborn mother had a smile on her face when she heard that "Mr." had not yet married; the stubborn mother had decorated the village's primary school beautifully when her father was gone. On the clean blackboard, my father's words were left, which looked very clear and tidy. At that time, everyone in the village knew the mother's heart; the stubborn mother couldn't wait for her father to return as promised, so she had to go to the city in the wind and snow. Looking for him, he finally passed out in the middle of the road.
With this stubbornness, my mother loved her so much that she didn't look back.
Each moving detail is like a shining pearl, strung out the overall crystal and beauty. The mother's intention is clear in the details, the mother's pursuit is strengthened in the details, the mother's persistence is sublimated in the details, the character is alive in the details, the mood is moved in the details, everything and the details are vividly portrayed.
It doesn't need too much suspense and contradiction, the shocking power of details, and the ability to "moisten things silently"; it
doesn't need too much sacrifice and struggle, the love in the film will be indifferent and go far; it
doesn't need too high honor and A glorious, beautiful life, with its own happiness and innocence.
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