Starting from seeing Sayori’s blue eyes in the lake, the whole story has a clear but profound meaning. Eastern culture respects fate, so these beautiful "eyes like rain" are also in the dark. Doomed this little girl's extraordinary life path. The rain is always lingering and gentle, and the raindrops falling in the ancient but colorful world of colors in the Eastern countries catalyze the most tangled side of the water. In the spring rain, longing for the sprouting of life; in the summer rain, dripping with the blooming of emotions; in the autumn rain, sadness and joy; under the winter rain, looking forward to new longings. Therefore, the rain has become aura, so the fate of Sayori has the warm charm of conquering the four seasons, a charm that represents the charm of the East.
Yes, I'm talking about the charm of the East, not the beauty of the limitations of the country that I don't want to mention. I have to praise the director and his ace producer Soderberg for their amazing discovery of the beauty of the East. Without the participation of the three most outstanding Chinese actresses, I would definitely put this film into the ranks of junk films. , But with the brilliance of these three actresses, the geisha we see, the lingering fragrance projected from behind these weak figures, there is a kabuki culture that far surpasses that island country. The broad and profound pursuit of beauty that can be inherited has an ultimate concentration of the beauty of human nature. To put it bluntly, in this world, only Chinese actresses can express such a wealth of joy and sadness with their eyes, under the thick powder coating, without allowing their facial expressions to show. A heavy following and desire, such a determined love and courage; similarly, in this world, only the civilization originating from China can have such a deep sense of cultural heritage, endowing the story that was originally as tasteless as clear water, and the aftertaste is endless. Tea fragrance.
Still vividly visible, Ziyi's elegant blue silk, hail of flying snow, ginger red lips, graceful but steady steps and a whirling figure in that sensational dance show in the whole city. From tearful aloneness to desperate struggle, this dance can be regarded as the two most concentrated points in the whole movie. It is a kind of inferiority and this inferiority of "We have no choice, so we become a geisha". A deep struggle, longing for and the dream of chasing freedom. If Ziyi can have more than three outstanding performances in the film, I don't think there will be any suspense in this year's Oscar contest.
As for Gong Li's performance, I am not qualified to comment. If I were on the judging committee, I would surely hand over the "Best Supporting Actress" statuette. After the deep-seated and seemingly unrestrained, it is a heart that desperately guards the last trace of vanity for his own unfreedom and humbleness. When the favor is old and the lead is washed away, the deep-rooted rebellion burns like fire, although It was tragic, but it also returned to the release of another kind of humanity and instant brilliance.
The art of geisha performance is a condensed dream, and the most splendid dreams behind each life are like the fluttering leaves in the green pavilion of Jinghu Lake, and each piece dances a unique dance step. Every piece is at peace the moment it finds its home.
Yan Ruo Cha Yun Ren Ruo Meng, watching the pure and essence of oriental beauty created by Hollywood, and then looking at the smoky film works of the entire Asian region, the freezing rain in my heart is flying icy.
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