Saw this movie last night, and I had very limited expectations and didn't get much. I thought that what I knew was enough without the needless effort of others to magnify details that I didn't care about. Although not a Christian, I have sincere respect and affection for the story of the birth of Jesus. All I need to know is that the Virgin Mary was infertile, gave birth to Jesus, the Son of Man, and brought into this world one of the greatest religious leaders in the world. When devout people learn about this story and preach it, they have added countless different details to their hearts, from the voice and manner of the Virgin Mary to the starlight at the birth of Jesus. The imagination brought about by this simple story makes everyone have their own nativity in their hearts. What to do to limit my original broad imagination.
It may be the limitation of the author's chosen subject matter. On the one hand, the birth of Jesus is not described in the Gospel of Luke. On the other hand, the birth of Jesus is an extremely important event, so that the daily details are more trivial than usual. It's boring, and it doesn't even have the slightest sense of sanctity, it just feels redundant. Detail is sometimes a powerful weapon for unlocking the viewer's creativity, but at this point the film seems to be doing a terrible job. Retelling a well-known story without sharing the author's own experience is extremely tedious. If the scenes in the restored story are just redundant, the added details are comical. Like Joseph caught the thief, like Maria fell into the river. God is God, why do they portray their unwarranted humanity in order to please the public? It's fake everywhere.
In the era of scum, cultural artifacts have a thousand faces. "Humanities" lacking in connotation, "faithfulness" that conceals low creativity, impetuous silence, low-key disguise, and some "attractive flavors" are regarded as "big realms". You think it is, but it's not at all. The result of the confusion is that, because there is no clear information, you cannot believe what you see, and you are instinctively suspicious, especially when what you see is seriously contrived. Whether it's wordplay or a sense of paradoxical heaviness, it's just as tiresome.
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