When it comes to the word chanting, it does not seem to be used properly, because chanting is a term used by human religions such as Christianity. However, the penguin world is pure, and there are no complexities behind spiritual worship or discussion. Disputes or rituals of shackles. But on a certain level, if human beings agree with the ritual of life and the gods in their hearts as the embodied form of singing, then the persistence and praise of life on the primitive white earth will never live up to this name.
From "The Migration of Birds", which has influenced the plot of migratory birds, to the "Diary of an Emperor Penguin", which has exceeded 300 million US dollars at the global box office, the French and even the whole of Europe have shown their respect for nature. The perfection of the film, and as a film work that strays from the fringes of commercial films and documentaries, "Emperor Penguin Diaries" has more Hollywood-style sensational factors than its predecessors, which is also inevitable for Americans to participate in the production. As a result, otherwise, it is hard to imagine that a documentary about the life cycle of penguins can win the Best Documentary Award in this mediocre Oscar, and it is hard to imagine that without Hollywood's marketing tools, this film can cause such a global phenomenon. big response. It's like the ocean is to penguins, Hollywood provides hungry filmmakers with an endless sea of krill, while mercilessly readying carnivorous seals to ambush, ensuring that these hungry penguins follow their own game rules to continue the game.
To be fair, people who are accustomed to Hollywood-style movies will praise the warm and even sensational humanized treatment in "Emperor", including myself, because this is indeed a very successful time to cross geographical distances and crossovers. It is a touching feeling that transcends the time distance and the racial distance. A magnetic male voice speaking French and a gentle but firm female voice full of maternal sentimentality, shallowly and lowly narrates the simplest words in life and slowly repeats, warmth is this moment, heaven is this moment.
Similarly, this may not be a proud achievement for viewers who are used to purely European documentaries such as "The Migration of Birds" and "The World of Insects", because while giving penguins their humanity, they inevitably lose their role as Antarctic guardians. Make it your own nature. To this day, I still clearly remember that when I was watching "The Migration of Birds", I was deeply shocked by the trials and tribulations along the way, and I saw in a field, a benevolent old woman was feeding the tired bird a little bit with bread crumbs in her hand. Son, when the skeptical bird finally took a big mouthful of food, the classmates who watched the movie together shed tears. It was an unpretentious shock from the deepest resonance point of life between humans and birds, without language. Nothing superfluous, the old woman was satisfied when the birds left, but she didn't want her eyes to melt in the pure symphony music.
The music used in "Emperor Penguin Diary" is mostly semi-popular French songs. It was very successful that these songs brought an extraordinarily profound atmosphere to the whole film, as if what I heard were not French songs, but the lovely penguins' heartfelt singing about the Antarctic and about their own lives. Endless, very infectious singing. On the icy and snowy Antarctic continent, the black figures are so elegant, like princes and princesses who are about to dance while singing chansons. And in that kingdom, life is as pure and persistent as ice and snow, and it is also extraordinarily beautiful because of its persistence.
The Antarctic is a vast white field, with the aurora across the sky and the blue and boundless deep sea under the ice, where penguins repeat their own life cycle and journey year after year. When the blizzard roared, when the skuas were eyeing the attack, when the hungry still sucked nutrients from the throat to the newborn, the guardian of the Antarctic did not have the slightest fear or doubt in his eyes, because the polar Heaven is at their feet.
Attachment: I saw the WWF logo at the end of the film, and I was very moved. I remembered the large-scale propaganda poster made by WWF in the downstairs of Beijing International Trade Center. The cute giant panda is so simple and persistent in this chaotic world. Pursue the redemption of human beings ashamed of nature with their own cries. Then I think of the giant pandas, the various "famous directors" in our country, and the "great production" that you sang and came on stage, and I feel chills.
When will our national treasure have their own "Emperor Penguin Diary"?
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