After watching the movie "An Andalusian Dog" again, I can't deny that I was still drenched in disgusting cold sweat, my eyes widened, and I still couldn't figure it out. After reading some of the analysis of the seniors, there are different opinions and all have unique opinions. Such art, and even some films that are self-willed to play with the viewer and technology, I just feel amazed, and it is difficult to say one or two.
A large part of the reason for the dullness of choosing this movie is that it is a movie in which the painter Dali participated. I love to draw. Van Gogh, Picasso, Cezanne, Gauguin, and of course Dali's mustaches and clocks were impressed. It's hard to imagine where the enthusiasm of these people came from so many years ago. , are also living, maybe painting has become their whole life.
Also, lately, I haven't slept well, and my dreams have started to fill with strange scenes, the same fragmented, dark and dull, and when I wake up, I always have a splitting headache, and I can't remember, can't share, only in When I was in a daze, some clips jumped up, but they were fleeting, and I was really helpless. Even so, I always feel happy, thinking that the movies and nonsense I watched can bring me close to the wall that needs to be knocked down and reconstructed, and it is possible to tear a hole out of the exam-oriented education.
The part of the grass outside where the man who was shot appeared was unsurprisingly, and I fell asleep again. The moment when I can't sleep, it feels very strange. It feels like it is because of the stimulation of the lights. Maybe that scene is too bright? The black-and-white silent film gave me a sense of richness, as if I could feel the sunlight streaming through the sparse tree branches and then stimulating my sleep system through the screen. In an instant, the previous scenes were all colored, switching quickly in my mind, mottled.
Perhaps the charm of the film lies in this, its tension is infinite. It can even describe dreams, it can inspire even dreams, it gives the soul a point of excitement, and it gives life a floodgate. The inside of its paintings can be metaphorically, the outside of the paintings, the extension of time and space, behind the scenes, is the burning soul, and in front of the scenes, there are also all kinds of vivid lives, this is a kind of deformation, with more possibilities sexual communication.
Many times, the genius ideas of characters from many years ago, for an ordinary person like me, they can only think that they are transcending time and space or otherworldly gods to make themselves feel at ease and reasonable. In fact, in the final analysis, I still love the tireless exploration of these people, and their curious eyes always see a different world.
We can too, our dream is also a different world, our life is also unique and full of tension. Through the mixture of observation, recording, thinking, and imagination, maybe we can't become artists, but we can discover ourselves and live more artistically.
Like that oracle, "Know thyself."
Compared with many films today that know the beginning and guess the end, "An Andalusian Dog" is obviously more inspiring. It is not a fantasy of Mary Sue, a description of a rich and handsome man, a distorted historical truth, and is not propaganda and mobilization.
It's there, it says something plausible, you open your eyes, you ask hard, it shakes its head, leaving you with a back, and you seem to understand something, maybe it's its paragraph, more maybe , is a certain path and even the answer that my subconscious has been striving for. It doesn't give you kisses and hugs, it doesn't give you money for knowledge, it tickles you, that's all.
Movies have endless possibilities, and so do we.
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