After watching "The Empty Room", it is Kim Ki-duk's style: slow shots, beautiful pictures, intentional pauses, sparse dialogue, comfortable colors, often ringing the main melody.
It's just that I was inadvertently moved and caught off guard when I was watching the movie of this geek director.
Kim Ki-duk uses his romantic thinking to show the life and the plot that live in reality and seem to only appear in sleep. Their encounter is a kind of arrangement destined by God. The man rides a BMW motorcycle, and he makes a living by handing out sticky advertisements in various residential areas. It is precisely because of such a job that he guesses whether the owner is at home or not from the small advertisements on the door of each apartment. He can open every door skillfully, and spend his day or a period of time comfortably in that empty room with no owner. Just before he leaves, he'll clean up the empty room, fix any broken appliances or appliances in the empty room, and take pictures of himself there.
I remember the expression on his face and the eyes he enjoyed when he lived alone in someone else's empty room, but he was silent, even if he was a little happy or a little panic when he found out his master came back. Silence is his life.
He is such a lonely person, opening one empty room after another, trying to find the appearance and temperature of life in the rooms left by others.
Just one day, when he thought he was living alone in an empty mansion, he was surprised to find a beautiful woman beaten by her husband.
This is their encounter. Abrupt, as if destined. The woman's sad eyes tightly grabbed his heart, and after he fled the mansion in fear, he couldn't forget those eyes, the face that was covered in fear and marks of torture.
So he used a golf club to teach the husband who beat the woman a lesson. After the woman was rescued, he got on his motorcycle, and he went to the residential area with him every day to paste small advertisements, play golf, live in empty rooms, clean, repair, Live, smile.
Their lives are so simple and new, like one colorful dream after another. Looking at photos in the photographer's empty room; drinking tea in the tea-ceremony's empty room; taking pictures in the boxer's empty room...
The unpredictable romance and calm warmth make the woman burst into a long-lost smile. It's just that the dream of being too beautiful is always easy to break. He was caught, and the woman was forced to return to her husband who beat her.
She missed him so much that she ignored her husband's roar and came alone to the house where he used to drink tea, lying on the bench where they once drank tea and kissed, and closed her eyes.
He also missed her so much. He practiced a strange invisibility method in prison, escaped from the prison, and came to the house where he once lived with the woman, missing every warm moment he once spent together.
When he came to the woman's house, only the woman could see him, she smiled at him, she hugged him, just with the indifferent husband in the middle. The warmest image in my mind is the freeze: the woman turned around and looked behind her husband who was standing opposite, and said softly: I love you. The husband was a little overwhelmed by surprise, and hugged her tightly while excited, but her rigid body was in his arms, and the soft hands tightly held the hand of the man who was standing behind her husband...
two A lonely heart embraced, warm and happy.
I've always felt that some people's loneliness is innate. When I faced him, I felt that kind of inexplicable faint sadness; when I looked at him, I seemed to see a pool of blue water; when I opened my mouth to talk to him, I found that I had forgotten the language...
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