Find the meaning of existence

Josiane 2022-06-30 17:54:02

First of all, this movie was originally watched to learn Spanish. Really good learning material, the language is poetic enough for repeated listening.

The focus of the film is obviously not the plot, because this is the history that has happened, and everyone knows that Neruda successfully escaped to France. The point of interest is that the film, through the police's perspective, keeps looking for the history of Neruda's famous people, the reason why his poems are sung - such a senator, who claims to be a communist, is actually far away from the people, in order to take advantage of this escape. Ming Qingshi does not hesitate to let his comrades take risks, and does not know how to build a country where the people are the masters; such a prodigal son, abandoning his wife and daughter, looking for flowers and willows, but the women all yearn for his embrace.

The significance of Neruda is that he was a poet who wrote poetry for the people and inspired them to pursue the ideal society.

"¿Por qué lo hizo todo esto? Por su pueblo. El poeta les dio las palabras para que aquellos pueden contar su vida. Su vida dura. Y estas palabras les dieron sentido a sus sueños terribles. Por eso lo hizo. "

During the pursuit, the police also found their identity. He is the son of a police chief and a prostitute, an embarrassing status. He is like a random person in the stream of history. His existence is not worth remembering. Therefore, for future generations, he did not exist, like a "fictional supporting role". But he finally found the meaning of his own existence, he belonged to the people and the people who made history.

“Yo era de papel, y ahora soy de sangre”

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Extended Reading

Neruda quotes

  • Óscar Peluchonneau: [voiceover] The poet gave them words to tell about their lives. Their harsh lives. And these words gave meaning to their nightmares. That's why he did it. To give them a voice. They will quote him each time history tramples them. They don't remember the love poems. They remember the poems of rage. Unrecognizable poems. Poems of an imaginary future.

  • Gabriel González Videla: [describing Neruda to his staff] During my campaign, this man would pull a piece of paper out of his pocket and ten thousand workers would go silent to hear him recite poetry in that voice of his.