In the park, the boy who tried to grab the hand of a strange man and begged for his father's love pulled out his father's old military uniform at home and tried to see his father's shadow in the mirror. A highly metaphorical animation, the dove of peace is replaced by a bloodthirsty vulture, the haze of war over the bizarre city is covered by the haze of war, the ghosts in military uniforms are floating on the destroyed ruins, and blood is spreading everywhere.
What the boy in the train tunnel saw in the smoke was a ruthless and serious teacher. In the real classroom, the teacher ruthlessly destroyed the boy's self-esteem and self-confidence. He began to face shame in the laughter of his classmates. Buried in the arm. The mockery of education in the movie is obvious. All children are like the products on the assembly line that are uniformly dressed and shaped into what the social family wants. In step, expressionless and even losing his unique appearance, he became a tiny cog in the big social machine. In the imagination, children tear off their false masks, smash school machines, burn everything down and even beat up hypocritical teachers... But it's all just imagination. In reality, the boy continued to hang his head cautiously in class.
As a child, he peeped at the girl opposite him to change clothes with great interest, but as an adult, he didn't react to the naked girlfriend in front of him. The childhood experiences and the reality of adulthood intertwined. He longed for love but couldn't express the love in his heart. Whether it was love or family affection, he curled up like a baby in self-protection... High-
rise buildings began to rise, and his despair remained the same. The wall appeared for the first time, and it stretched rapidly through everything that tightly separated him from the world. Hidden behind his sunglasses, he is cold to an increasingly out-of-control society. A life of drunken indulgence plays out everywhere. He smashed everything frantically, and roared at the brightly lit city from the tall buildings. His faint voice was soon drowned in the traffic, and the derailment of a pinion did not prevent the world from running according to the rules.
He is entangled in his own nightmare, and the shadow of the past is now transformed into a monster, chasing him with nowhere to escape. In front of the high wall, he tried hard to break through, but was unable to get rid of it. The high wall still stood and could not see the end...
The shadow of childhood lingered throughout his life. As a child, he was looking for his father at the station where the returning soldiers were greeted. Surrounded by crowds singing the national anthem. Overwhelmed, he returned to the TV and continued to be numb. Being brought back to reality, he appeared in front of fans like a dictator, dressed in bright clothes. In his eyes, the fans' worship of gods is nothing but shells wearing the same mask, and the almost fascist sabotage is almost out of control.
A lot of images continue to appear on the wall in the form of animation, the puppet of the teacher who is involved in the bigger machine, the host with the hideous face, the stage set up by the flurry of Medusa's hair... The naked and lonely person is boundless. floating in the air. The walls gradually closed and surrounded him alone, and all the slideshows flashed back and forth. The wall collapsed with a mad scream...
I am not familiar with the album "The Wall". The first understanding of Pink Floyd was in "The Dark Side Of The Moon". I can only say that this is so popular that I have heard of it. At the point, the cover is a white light reflected by a prism to reflect different colors. I haven't checked it, and I don't know if the imagery is meant to indicate that even the moon has a dark side, let alone people... the once angry youths are now gray-haired. I don't like to be named after an angry youth, and I don't even like to use an angry youth to advertise their personality. Anger is not the way to solve problems, and many problems cannot be solved at all. Maybe I am too negative, anyway, the fish will die and the net will not break.
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