Recently, a small-budget private cinema is showing a series called "female frames", showing more than a dozen works by female directors on a three-month cycle. I originally wanted to watch another movie, but I was too stupid to buy the wrong ticket, so I watched this Czech movie made in 1966 with my friends. Before the story begins, the director, actors, etc. are introduced with the background of the operation of the machine, and then there are some black and white explosion videos. Without doing any homework, I thought this movie was going to be about war.
Then the mechanical dialogue between the two girls began, and I slowly realized that this turned out to be a philosophical comedy. From the beginning to the end of the movie, the two girls have been playing the game of life, and the scene was once absurd and funny. Pretend to date an old man, eat and drink, go to a pub to watch a show, bring your own drink, blame the waiter for noticing it, fill the house with notes and burn it, etc. The two people are decadent but joyous and have a series of dialogues such as "how do we prove our existence". In the end, they sneaked into a banquet that had not yet held a banquet, and played a food version of snowball fights while secretly eating. They ruined the whole arrangement very casually. , climb the chandelier and swing on the swing. And the two girls finally realized that they should put everything back as it was. Put the broken plates back together without paying attention to symmetry, and scoop up the cakes that were scattered on the ground with all your might, "squeak" and hit them back to the original plates. After "recovering" everything, the two of them lay contentedly on the banquet table, looking up at the chandelier on the ceiling. They watched the chandelier shake and shake in front of their eyes, but did not reach the Grandma Bridge. It fell. "Bang", "Bang", "Bang" and "Bang" bomb war scenes appeared again and again. I sigh again, it turns out that this is still an anti-war movie.
The aggressor, or the person who started the war, maybe for fun, maybe to express a sense of presence, maybe just not mind the impact on the surrounding. And the final impact is like those irregular broken disks that can never be recovered.
Then I searched the English comments on the Internet and found no one like what I thought, what a coincidence.
But it doesn't matter, everyone has their own ideas. Maybe this comes from my daily dose of annoyingness as a political science student lol. There's a line from the director at the end of the movie. "Dedicated to all those whose sole source of indignation is a trampled-on trifle." Unfortunately, I found that some people read a version that was not this translation, but "Dedicated to those who get upset only over a stomped-upon bed of lettuce." Maybe I need a friend who can speak Czech to answer which is the correct translation. Seriously, I probably wouldn't have analyzed anti-war if I had seen the second version. In fact, what I like the most is the composition and editing of the film. As someone who appreciates films with a casual aesthetic, I really like that the compositional clips are very nice, and each frame can be a screenshot of that kind of artwork. But I'm not really a movie lover, and the inventory of movies I've seen is very poor. But as a film made in 1966, maybe because I am too ignorant of the history of film development, I don't think it is at the level of 1966. Very, beautiful and beautiful, I have run out of thesaurus.
This is a work of art.
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