I saw the whole universe in a midnight tavern - poetic but brutal long shot opening

Jordan 2022-03-21 09:03:01

A flame burns in a metal stove symbolizing the ancient and mysterious ancient Egyptian kingdom of Memphis, doused by the hotelier with beer, perhaps heralding the city's blazing flames, to be drowned in human smoke in wine. The camera moves from the stove to the hand of the hotel owner, and then slowly zooms out to the point where you can see the entire late-night tavern. There are still many people sitting in twos and threes, and two dim lights make the whole city old, poor and ordinary. Condensed into a midnight tavern that is closing soon.

In this tavern, a middle-aged man slowly walks from the center of the picture to the front of the camera, and the camera is also pulling in more and more toward him, from panorama to close-up, it feels as if he is welcoming the arrival of the protagonist. The protagonist walked in from the close-up shot, left a back view for the audience, took a sip of wine, and slowly approached the entire tavern with the middle-aged man, and the camera slowly zoomed out to the panorama again. The people in the tavern gave the magician a way out. The small and slow movement of the camera brought me a sense of breathing in a tavern. The whole tavern is a small space, and a few small lifts of the camera from the ground to the ceiling increased the space. It indicates that the man will start to unfold the macroscopic performance of the universe, bringing a little expansion of space. The male protagonist walked obliquely in front of the camera and found the "earth". The camera slowly approached the man. When the male protagonist pushed the "earth" toward the "sun", the camera moved forward smoothly again. According to the explanation, the lens naturally transitioned from panorama to close-up, and zoomed in to the front of the human solar system. Two lights, one behind the male protagonist and the other behind the right, enhances his silhouette, and the camera moves forward as the male protagonist talks about the forward tilt of the solar system. The light behind the male protagonist moves forward. The round faint lamp is like the sun, and the background is "the sun": the middle-aged man, probably also symbolizes the round lamp like the sun. The camera slowly zooms out again, allowing "the earth to enter the picture". The camera rotates around the sun with the "revolution of the earth". The male protagonist rotates with the people in the tavern like conducting a symphony orchestra.

The background sound sounded, "All animal life is silent, will the mountain be uplifted, will the sky collapse, will the earth crack? We don't know these things." Following the male protagonist's speech, the camera zoomed out again, and I saw The insignificance of human beings, and the hugeness of the earth and the universe. The solar eclipse suddenly appeared, the moon covered the light brought by the sun to the earth, the picture was silent, the "sun" bent down, the male protagonist bowed his head and said nothing, and the rest of the people in the tavern raised their heads to look at the camera. A sense of solemnity and reverence. The camera slowly rises and looks down, and the light in the foreground enters the frame. The male protagonist raised his head from the silence, and the camera moved down, "But..." The male protagonist's language began to change from before, transitioning from the dark world to the light, and the camera began to move towards him again. All the cameras and people started to revolve around the sun. The crowd crowded in the tavern was suddenly scattered by the tavern owner, who threw the towel and opened the door. "Enough, you drunk guy." He dared the hero to go out. The camera followed the background of the male protagonist, and the camera moved to the front of the male protagonist and the tavern owner (close-up), they looked at each other for a long time, "But this is not over yet." The hotel owner looked at his tavern and thought for a long time. The male protagonist brings the sun to the midnight tavern and hope to the drunks, a struggle between a man who brings freedom and hope to the people and those rulers. The pioneers who brought liberty walked down the dark avenues, but the light they left behind will inspire those who are anesthetized.

He was walking alone on a street with only a little light, and the camera angle was down, making him more insignificant and lonely, and his emotions were constantly oppressed. The camera slowly zoomed out, and the male protagonist began to advance towards the endless darkness alone.

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Extended Reading
  • Karl 2022-03-21 09:03:01

    Try hard to read it. . . However, apart from seeing some long shots, it is no different from not seeing it. . . It made me think about what is film and what is film art

  • Glen 2022-03-16 09:01:07

    I don’t understand everything except the kid scene. It’s too embarrassing.

Werckmeister Harmonies quotes

  • János Valuska: You are the sun. The sun doesn't move, this is what it does. You are the Earth. The Earth is here for a start, and then the Earth moves around the sun. And now, we'll have an explanation that simple folks like us can also understand, about immortality. All I ask is that you step with me into the boundlessness, where constancy, quietude and peace, infinite emptiness reign. And just imagine, in this infinite sonorous silence, everywhere is an impenetrable darkness. Here, we only experience general motion, and at first, we don't notice the events that we are witnessing. The brilliant light of the sun always sheds its heat and light on that side of the Earth which is just then turned towards it. And we stand here in it's brilliance. This is the moon. The moon revolves around the Earth. What is happening? We suddenly see that the disc of the moon, the disc of the moon, on the Sun's flaming sphere, makes an indentation, and this indentation, the dark shadow, grows bigger... and bigger. And as it covers more and more, slowly only a narrow crescent of the sun remains, a dazzling crescent. And at the next moment, the next moment - say that it's around one in the afternoon - a most dramatic turn of event occurs. At that moment the air suddenly turns cold. Can you feel it? The sky darkens, then goes all dark. The dogs howl, rabbits hunch down, the deer run in panic, run, stampede in fright. And in this awful, incomprehensible dusk, even the birds... the birds too are confused and go to roost. And then... Complete Silence. Everything that lives is still. Are the hills going to march off? Will heaven fall upon us? Will the Earth open under us? We don't know. We don't know, for a total eclipse has come upon us... But... but no need to fear. It's not over. For across the sun's glowing sphere, slowly, the Moon swims away. And the sun once again bursts forth, and to the Earth slowly there comes again light, and warmth again floods the Earth. Deep emotion pierces everyone. They have escaped the weight of darkness

    Mr. Hagelmayer: That's enough! Out of here, you tubs of beer!

    János Valuska: But Mr. Hagelmayer. It's still not over.

  • György Eszter: I have to make it clear that not even for a moment is there doubt that it is not a technical but a philosophical question. So that the tonal system in question, through researches, has led us inevitably to a test of faith, in which we ask: on what do we base our belief that this harmony, the core of every masterpiece, referring to its own irrevocability, actually exists or not. From this it follows that we should speak of, not research into music, but a unique realization of non-music which for centuries has been covered up and a dreadful scandal which we should disclose. Hence the shameful situation that all the intervals in the masterpieces of many centuries are false. Which means that music and its harmony and echo, its unsurpassable enchantment is entirely based on a false foundation. Yes, we have to speak of an indisputable deception, even if those who are less sure, a little moderate, babble on about compromise. But what kind of compromise, when for the majority pure musical tonality is simply illusion, and truly pure musical intervals do not exist? Here we have to acknowledge the fact that there were ages more fortunate than ours, those of Pythagoras and Aristoxenes, when our forefathers were satisfied with the fact that their purely tuned instruments were played only in some tones, because they were not troubled by doubts, for they knew that heavenly harmonies were the province of the gods. Later, all this was not enough, unhinged arrogance wished to take possession of all the harmonies of the gods. And it was done in its own way, technicians were charged with the solution, a Praetorius, a Salinas, and finally an Andreas Werckmeister, who resolved the difficulty by dividing the octave of the harmony of the gods, the twelve half-tones, into twelve equal parts. Of two semi-tones he falsified one, instead of ten black keys, five were used and that sealed the position. We have to turn our backs on this development of tuning instruments, the so-called constant-tempered, and its sad history and bring back the naturally tuned instrument. Carefully, we have to correct Werckmeister's mistakes. We have to concern ourselves with these seven notes of the scale, but not as of the octave, but seven distinct and independent qualities like seven fraternal stars in the heavens. What we have to do then, if we are aware, is that this natural tuning has its limits and it is a somewhat worrisome limit that definitely excludes the use of certain higher signatures.