meaning of repetition

Claud 2022-03-31 09:01:09

"The Horse of Turin" My personal essay about watching movies. I haven't written a "movie review" for a long time. My life today is like a pool of stagnant water, and I was wandering in this stagnant water. At first, I was curious about what was under the water? But after a long time, all curiosity has been wiped out. I am 34 years old. I can't even remember how I got to this age. If I don't look in the mirror, I really can't accept it. In fact, the first twenty years were fine, maybe It is the process of gradually forming thoughts that makes life not so boring, and there is no energy to think about them. In the past ten years, it seems that only ten days have passed! This started me to reflect on myself, but how easy is it to get out there? Today's life is a lot better, but it feels like something is missing? In my heart, I have been troubled by this kind of thoughts until after watching this film, I seem to have found a confidant. Although he can't help you solve the problem, he can let you see them. The dull and numb days are exactly what I experience every day. , The process of watching a movie is like sitting on pins and needles, watching the father and daughter do repetitive things every day, especially want to escape and fast-forward, but watching and watching, I get used to it, isn't this who I am now? Time can't be skipped, life doesn't have a remote control, so I didn't fast-forward, two and a half hours passed by minute by minute, as if I became a father and daughter sitting in a daze by the window, I don't know looking at what? Maybe to see when the storm passes! I don’t know if I’m a so-called nihilist, but I feel desperate for myself, and desperate for people. I feel that human nature is inherently evil, a kind of obscurity and primitive evil. I even think that if there is no human species in this world, maybe it is It is a beautiful thing, but I am very contradictory, because if people in this world are meaningless, what is the meaning of so-called evil? I'm stuck in some kind of vicious circle and can't get out of it, the thinking of the thinkers is really great, they may be thinking about these meaningless things every day, and then they become meanings! The scenes of life in the movie are not unfamiliar to me at all, except for the horse, almost everything in the film is the production materials in my home when I was a child, a homemade bed, a kerosene lamp, a wooden box, a sack of potatoes, a stove, Wells, scooters, etc., the familiar can no longer be familiar, which reminds me of a lot of things, the atmosphere of the movie is greater than the plot, like a philosophical fable, after understanding, the long and boring plot also becomes It's very interesting. When we were young, looking back, I remember that there was a power outage in the village. A neighbor came to visit my house. Our whole family gathered around a candle with him. At this time, my dad took out a fortune-telling book that he had collected for a long time. Telling everyone about each person's birthday, I listened to the clouds and fog, and I was both scared and curious, so I stared suspiciously. I was thinking about something, and now I think back to that picture, like a warm yellow oil painting. Unfortunately, there was no camera at that time, and fortunately there was no camera. The things in my mind are more powerful than any photos. In fact, there are many such pictures. There were power outages every time, and my parents had many brothers and sisters, so there were many cousins. Sometimes I just sat on the haystack by the stove, patted mosquitoes in summer, and curled up in clothes in winter. Was it hard at that time? Comparing the father and daughter in the movie, I think the answer is not important at all. We watch the movie and think they are very bitter, but when you look at them, there is no expression at all, just repeating, maybe the meaning of life is to live, right? People are really weird! Many people died when they were in their thirties, and the days that followed were just repeating themselves, and then they were buried in their seventies or eighties. The meaning of many things is only meaningful on the meaning network woven by human beings. I Whether there is meaning or not should be everyone's private matter. I think there is no meaning, and there is no meaning. If you think it is meaningful, it is there. Therefore, people who are passionate about life, please continue to maintain, and those who choose to lie flat live in the moment!

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  • Narrator: In Turin on the 3rd of January 1889, Friedrich Nietzsche steps out of the doorway of number six, Via Carlo Albert, perhaps to take a stroll, perhaps to go by the post office to collect his mail. Not far from him, the driver of a hansome cab is having trouble with a stubborn horse. Despite all his urging, the horse refuses to move, whereupon the driver - Giuseppe? Carlo? Ettore? - loses his patience and takes his whip to it. Nietzsche comes up to the throng and puts an end to the brutal scene caused by the driver, by this time foaming at the mouth with rage. For the solidly built and full-moustached gentleman suddenly jumps up to the cab and throws his arms around the horse's neck, sobbing. His landlord takes him home, he lies motionless and silent for two days on a divan until he mutters the obligatory last words "Mutter, ich bin dumm!" and lives for another ten years, silent and demented, under the care of his mother and sisters. We do not know what happened to the horse.

  • Bernhard: Everything's in ruins, everything's been degraded, but I could say that they've ruined and degraded everything, because this is not some kind of cataclysm coming about with so-called "innocent" human aid, on the contrary, it's about man's own judgment over his own self, which of course God has a big hand in, or, dare I say, takes part in, and whatever he takes part in is the most ghastly creation that you can imagine, because, you see, the world has been debased, so it doesn't matter what I say because everything has been debased that they've acquired and since they've acquired everything in a sneaky, underhanded fight, they've debased everything, because whatever they touch, and they touch everything, they've debased; this is the way it was until the final victory, until the triumphant end; acquire, debase, debase, acquire; or I can put it differently if you'd like, to touch, debase and thereby acquire, or touch, acquire and thereby debase; it's been going on like this for centuries, on, on and on; this and only this, sometimes on the sly, sometimes rudely, sometimes gently, sometimes brutally, but it has been going on and on; yet only in one way; like a rat attacks from ambush; because for this perfect victory it was also essential that the other side, that is, everything's that's excellent, great in some way and noble, should not engage in any kind of fight, there shouldn't be any kind of struggle, just the sudden disappearance of one side meaning the disappearing of the excellent, the great, the noble, so that by now the winners who have won by attacking from ambush rule the earth and there isn't a single tiny nook where one can hide something from them because everything they can lay their hands on is theirs, even things that they can't reach but they do reach are also theirs; the heavens are already theirs and theirs are all our dreams; theirs is the moment, nature, infinite silence; even immortality is theirs, you understand?; everything, everything is lost forever, and those many nobles, great and excellent just stood there, if I can put it that way; they stopped at this point and had to understand and had to accept that there is neither God nor gods, and the excellent, the great and the noble had to understand and accept this right from the beginning, but, of course, they were quite incapable of understanding it, they believed it and accepted it but they didn't understand it; they just stood there, bewildered but not resigned until something, that flash on the mind, finally enlightened them, and all at once they realized that there is neither God nor gods; all at once they saw that there is neither good nor bad; then they saw and understood that if this was so then they themselves did not exist either; you see, I reckon this may have been the moment when we can say that they were extinguished, they burnt out; extinguished and burnt out like the fire left to smolder in the meadow; one was the constant loser, the other was the constant victor; defeat, victory, defeat, victory; and one day, here in the neighborhood I had to realize and I did realize that I was mistaken, I was truly mistaken when I thought that there had never been and could never be any kind of change here on earth; because, believe me, I know now that this change has indeed taken place.