"That's cruel."
——Kim Ji-woon, "Sweet Life"
Knowing Jin Zhiyun was one night in Kaifeng. My brother with different surnames told me that Jin Zhiyun had a movie called "Seeing the Devil", which was wild and unbearable. So, I saw the film "Saw the Devil". Indeed, I look at some pain, the kind of pain that almost makes me throw an atomic bomb into the screen to destroy that damn world, this kind of thought can only make me feel desperate, ridiculously, this feeling is Okay, I'm enjoying it, that's the secret to the aesthetics of violence, build up the power of anger until it's about to burst, and let it burst.
"Sweet Life" is also a violent crime film, but it is beautiful to me. That kind of beauty is not violent beauty, but aesthetic beauty.
When the wind blew the Yiyi willows, which turned from gray to green, the narrator told a not-so-new Buddhist story. The young monk asked the old monk, Master, do you see whether the willow tree is moving or the wind is moving. The old monk kept his eyes fixed and said lightly, your heart is moving.
The male protagonist appeared, and a series of common activities of the underworld elements began slowly with the end of this narration. He's never been in a relationship, maybe not even sexually, he's cold-blooded and violent, a naturally murderous, loyal thug. The boss valued him, seeing that he was loyal and willing to work, and assigned him a private job to monitor and investigate his girlfriend.
The girl was indeed out there, the thug hero caught them, but let them go, but he had to bear the punishment and repairs from internal and external forces alone. Everyone wants him to die. He knew his end and wanted a result. He narrowly escaped death, eager for revenge, and decided to kill everyone who punished and repaired him, including his boss. He didn't understand why his boss wanted to destroy him because of this trivial matter, and his boss kept asking him why he didn't deal with the man and woman. Neither of them got an answer from each other. As if the result was self-evident, the thug fell in love with the girl. Perhaps, it can be said that, but it will never be the case.
When the thug was about to die, he said to himself, "That's too cruel." Correspondingly, the girl's beautiful eyes, ear temples, and lips, and in that concert, the girl played the cello and the music was melodious.
Wouldn't it be too cruel to destroy her? How much does this have to do with love? Or, why is all the nostalgia for beauty not love?
Beauty is self-destructive, beauty is cruel.
Beauty destroys itself, beauty destroys others, so beauty is also cruel, history is long, and the splendor of the galaxy is destroyed and destroyed. The four beauties, Helen, seem to be everything, not just beauties, their destiny is determined . Beauty is always short, beauty is always sad.
Why? It will not be discussed here, beauty is the sound of great sound.
The movie was about to end, the thug was seriously injured, and the beautiful images of the girl kept appearing in his mind. He wept, the gunshots sounded, and he fell to the ground. The narration came again: One night in late autumn, the little monk woke up crying , the old monk asked him, had a nightmare? The little monk said, no. Have a sad dream? The old monk asked again. The little monk gently wiped away his tears and said sadly, "No, it was a beautiful dream." The old monk is puzzled, is it beautiful? Why are you crying so sadly? That dream cannot come true, the little monk said.
That was really cruel.
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