When Lion chatted, he said it casually.
Lion asked, has your movie dream been ignited?
I said, I was only ignited by the movie dream, that's all.
Honestly, the 1959 film, it's hard to resonate emotionally. What's more, it's a complete "life flow" film with no plot.
The most impressive episodes only stop at the protagonist's passing notes in the Towan exam, "borrowing" Balzac's novels in his composition, being asked by his parents to take out the trash, skipping classes to watch movies, and struggling to find an excuse to avoid homework. Brain juices and other bridges, I think children from all over the world have similar experiences, because I have done all of them.
While watching the movie, I laughed, not laughing at Antoine, but laughing at myself ten years ago.
I don't understand the background of the video. Therefore, he could not feel the society in which Antoine lived and the pressure he felt. So he was puzzled by his stepfather's motivation to send him to the children's labor camp.
At the end of the film, Antoine finally escaped from the juvenile detention center, and a lengthy running scene created a classic in film history.
Professionally speaking, this scene is Truffaut forcibly breaking the audience's habit, forcibly mobilizing the audience's thinking ability, and finally making the audience realize the inner meaning of running.
I'm a layman, never giving in to the director's pressure and mobilizing the "fast forward" button to walk through this minutes-long run.
Yet the gains are still there.
I finally understood, by analogy, why a man in Tsai Ming-liang's film had to urinate for several minutes.
Antoine is a film series by Truffaut.
To be honest, I'm not very fond of French cinema.
No matter the French dramas, inspirational films, romance films or even erotic films, I always see things that I don't understand in the clouds, but I can't express my feelings.
The only film by a French director that I can understand is "The Killer Is Not Too Cold", which happens to be a commercial film by Luc Besson to pay tribute to Hollywood.
Sigh~ From this point of view, I really can only be a "movie-watching" person.
And he is the most unprofessional moviegoer who can't understand art movies.
Nothing to fret about. Anyway, I'm a big vulgar!
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