I was interrupted many times while watching this movie. Although watching black and white movies seems to be very retro, but I was used to watching color HD TVs since I was a child, and suddenly watching this kind of picture quality is really uncomfortable. What's more important is that I don't understand this film at all, maybe I'm preconceived by the compact stalks and hilarious forms of modern comedies. I watched more than half of this comedy and couldn't get any laughs at all. I don't understand what the film is trying to express, nor do I know what Mr. Hulot's actions mean.
Seeing that Mr. Hulot was helping to carry luggage, he stumbled from one end of the house to the other. He stepped on the middle of a small boat, causing the next person to swim to the middle and the boat sank in half like a shark. He also reimbursed the whole house with a match. The fireworks and firecrackers made me instinctively disgusted, or rather disliked. How can someone be so stupid? His existence seems to be for mindless troubles, out of tune with everything around him. If I had someone like Mr. Hulot by my side, I probably wouldn't hate him. Because in life, he is different, but it seems that he is a lively and interesting person, and it is quite interesting to make fun of him from time to time. But if he met Mr. Hu Luo when he was doing business, he would probably be half-hearted. Also in the movie, I really didn't like it, at least at first. Why is there such a contrast? It is undeniable that I am somewhat utilitarian, and the experience is not enough.
After all, it is a comedy that Bazin has praised, and I still have high expectations for this film. Looking through the relevant movie reviews and listening to other voices, I seem to have been knocked out of a nerve all of a sudden. What I hate about M. Hulot is precisely what makes him lovable. This rashness is like a child's. There is a scene that impressed me deeply. A child was holding a magnifying glass to focus on the sun. After burning a hole in the tent, he refused to give up. He even dared to experiment with a person lying on the beach with his belly exposed in the sun. If the child's parents were by his side at this time, they would definitely pull him away and educate him. The reason why children are children, and the reason why they are constantly educated by adults, is because children do not care about the consequences, and only allow curiosity to drive instinctive behavior. The behavior of adults is always restrained by the expected consequences, and the curiosity is gradually exhausted by a long period of inaction. Hulot's contradiction lies in the fact that he has the age of an adult and the behavior of a child. You don't have to like his weird way of walking, he doesn't like his rashness that he always does bad things with good intentions, or he doesn't like his indifference to the world. But you have to admit that he is relaxed and natural, and he comes to enjoy the vacation without work, not the work during the vacation; his helpfulness, he will take the initiative to help a few ladies carry suitcases; his politeness, When dancing with the female protagonist in a naked-back dress, he just put his hand lightly on the belt around his neck, without any extravagance that could have taken advantage. Maybe that's why, in addition to basic courtesy, we'd like to call Hulot Mr.
If this movie is worth watching, it's not just its clever use of sound, not just its cozy, pleasant vibe that's lighthearted and fun, but its ongoing value across time. The film was shot in the 1950s, when many people couldn't fully relax even on vacation. The one that caught my attention the most was Mr. Schmutz, whose nerves were permanently strained by a telephone line. The family was packing up on the beach and preparing to set up a tent. As the host, he left quickly when the phone rang; when he was about to take pictures of the people who were already posing at the door, he was called away by a sudden call, leaving everyone behind. I stayed still in front of the camera; when I was comfortably basking on the sea, I quickly swam back to the hotel because of a phone call... So much so that when I saw Mr. Schmutz, I thought he was Not going to answer the phone again. It's funny, and a little helpless. Such a vacation is just a temporary job from one place to another. Mr. Schmutz's vacation is tied up by phone because of work, so what is our vacation tied up in? I don't want to say that people nowadays know how to stare at their phones all day, because that's how I am, and again, in addition to being a trend of the times, there are always some unavoidable factors.
In August of this year, I worked part-time online for a period of time, staring at my phone all day. The other party tells you that it's actually nothing, just reply if there is news, and rest if there is no news, but the hidden meaning of this sentence is not to say how free you are, but to dedicate your 24 hours to Work. It was a period of time when I wanted to rest the most. I longed to get rid of the magic sound of my mobile phone, let me sleep peacefully, have a meal, watch a movie, and go out to have a good time is the greatest happiness. But for me that month, these seemed to have become a luxury. My friends scolded me for going out to play and staring at my phone. I was helpless and helpless. Similarly, a friend of mine, since he joined the management of the school's student union, often immerses himself in the tasks at hand when we eat together. One message is returned, another one, and one voice is heard, and the next one. Maybe like Mr. Schmutz, and like a lot of people who have jobs now. It may be irresponsible or uneasy to completely block everything at work, but it is very unsatisfactory to be occupied with a lot of rest time by work. If possible, I hope we try our best to balance some things, there is no absolute, at least we can work hard in relative terms. If possible, we hope that the holiday is not engulfed by work, we can also put down some electronic devices, put down some excessively cumbersome distractions, and enjoy our rare holiday. Even if the shells we picked up are thrown away, it's okay, even if it's a bit reckless, as long as it doesn't get in the way of others too much, it seems to be okay.
Although Mr. Hulot is the protagonist, he is out of place in the environment, and he is very rare. And most of the people in the film are like Mr. Schmutz, or people who are always chatting with newspapers or books by the heroine’s side, or when they finally see Mr. Hulot’s photo in the car on the way home The disgusting lady. If you point to most of the people in the film and say, this is not you. I think a lot of people are reluctant to admit it. When criticizing a person, no one wants to listen. But when praising a person, even if there are some inaccuracies, as long as the gap is not too big, everyone will happily admit it. Including myself. At this point, look back at how you felt at the beginning. You will find that when you first meet a self-proclaimed bystander, when you look back, you have become a person in the shadows. When I realized this, I was even very happy. Even the people in the shadows referred to here are not very likable symbols. This explains why at the beginning, like most of the people in the film, I disliked Mr. Hulot, but in the end I found that what I hated about him was precisely what was lovely about him, and what I was missing. I said this comedy was boring, but I found out that it was me who was boring.
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