In fact, the footage in this film gives time to every music artist (not just the name of a rock musician) without too much inclination. This is the first place that struck me. Hundreds of thousands of music fans poured into the farm, creating a lot of situations. It was orderly and residents protested, but most remained friendly. Are young people just enjoying pure escapist music? Did they get emotional solace, meditation, psychedelics, neighbor love, a return to their natural instincts (naked bodies) or deep sex and the meaning of life? After watching this three-hour documentary, I found that the above series of questions are still difficult to give exact answers. I just know that this movie presents a huge and more obscure challenge for rock fans like us who grew up in a completely different culture, and the effects are beyond what we can easily realize in a short period of time. to the point of.
The most impressive scene:
The frenzied, chaotic sound of Jimi Hendrix.
Truly profound art cannot be born of a single harmony, it is more of brutality, and this must bring about a certain degree of puzzling and ever-changing doubt and nothingness, whether or not the surrounding environment evokes a sense of friendship and sympathy. With the existence of love, the dissociation of individuals must happen. Man has created a fearless garbage dump. It must be his fate that caused this kind of chaos. He needs to start all over again.
After Jimi Hendrix's finale debut, the countless smiling faces throughout the film gradually dissipated, just like a music festival (such as Midi) that belongs to us in a familiar context. When do people become alienated, when does the performer who controls the stage have a fascinating attraction to music fans or even a tension of power, and the love for music suddenly spreads from the crowd at certain times, such as word of mouth The riddles formed a certain indeterminate value. The riddles appeared in the cultural torrent of a specific period. The scattered crowds served as the carrier of the true artistic power of the documentary, and finally eliminated the possibility of meaninglessness.
At the end, a series of important names are knocked out on the final screen... This is how the proletarian hippies (and artists) in the video use "on the road" and use all kinds of deprivation to dissolve the cruelty of life. — but can we put the fears and accusations of Charles Manson, the evil hippie, on the back burner under these circumstances?
Today, there are still a lot of screen shots in cinemas. Individuals do not respect the rules and cannot talk about freedom. Going back to off-screen, acknowledging that a "Woodstock"-style peaceful "miracle" is almost impossible to happen in reality.
I have been in poor health recently, and another "Jazz Spring and Autumn" was reluctantly failed to complete at night, leaving regrets.
#Shanghai Cinema, "Woodstock" after watching "talk"#
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