I go to the movies like this

Colt 2022-03-22 09:02:02

I can watch Nostalgia again and again, but this movie, whenever I open it, I can't watch it anymore, the black and white tone, religion and history, I am relatively vague about religion and belief, and the film language of the old tower always makes people feel I was confused. When I first saw "Nostalgia", I understood the experience of falling asleep quickly. Why is it? Facing the great works of art, I was drowsy. It can be seen that I am ignorant and mediocre. Since then I have lost insomnia, and I have been thinking about it. The problem is that, as an ordinary viewer, I am deeply ashamed of the work of art, so I searched for information for help, but I found that these views and explanations could not relieve me, I could only meditate and I tried hard to save myself, and finally got a little spiritual enlightenment for the works of art, so I repeatedly explored and asked for more, but I tried to finish "Andrei Rublev" in one go, I dare not The length of watching the movie, I only learned about three hours at the end. This movie goes through several chapters and uses time and themes to unfold the story. This is also the first time I have seen in the Laota movie. Of course, the history is continuous, and most of the recorded history is based on time and events. Ongoing, bland history doesn't count as the point. First of all, I don’t have a deep understanding of religion and priests, but I have always believed that priests and religions are sacred, and priests are like Chinese Bodhisattvas with a heart and a deep understanding of human suffering, tolerance for all living beings, and compassion. However, the first chapter During the festival, the wandering entertainer was arrested by the priest and suffered the consequences, which made people feel terrible. Of course, I would not be surprised by the actions of the officers and soldiers. Among the sacred priests, there are also villains or villains disguised under the sacred mask, I think so The priests of the people do not get the most sincere blessings among the people. In the true sense of the priests, there is no evil. The evil is evil, and the good is good. I can't remember the names of those people, but I know that Rublev will be among these people. After experiencing his own practice, he knew to use good thoughts as a guide, rather than persecuting the people with majesty and intimidation. As an icon painter, he has a lofty spiritual power, and those who worship the greedy desire and honor in human nature Bringing it to the holy congregation, disguising it with holiness, and exchanging greed for the noble mission of the spirit, it is a kind of blasphemy, a kind of trampling, and the ruler betrays the people, sells the soul, and magnifies the greed and ambition. Everything made the people lose their peace, destroyed their beliefs, slaughtered their lives, and defiled their flesh, Rublev only for this evil act made him on the brink to save a mentally handicapped girl, picked up a machete to a Russian soldier A fatal blow, Rublev witnessed the killings, those acts of indulgence disguised under the protection of religion, but he himself killed an officer and soldier for the first time because of saving a mentally handicapped woman.

Next to the provocative hound meat placed by the Tartars, the Tartars found her and left a piece of horse meat on the ground. The mentally handicapped woman picked it up and gnawed it. They laughed again, and the mentally handicapped woman touched the Tatar's helmet curiously. , the Tatar gave her the helmet and cape, she happily put it on, and jumped around, Rublev stopped her, but she ignored it and jumped on the Tatar's horse to do them His daughter-in-law went. After the Tartars left, the Grand Duke sent people to look for a bell maker, but the village was sparsely populated and everyone who could make bells died. At this time, a little boy claimed that he had inherited the skill and experience of bell casting from his father. , the little boy finally got permission, in a blink of an eye, eleven years later, Rublev's colleagues hoped that he could repaint the icon, the church was destroyed, and there was nothing for the congregation, Rublev's colleagues begged him, this When the little boy had already started to cast the bell, he encountered considerable resistance and difficulties in finding the clay and starting the construction. All this was concerned by Rublev, who wanted to see how the little boy could cast the bell well, little boy In order to cast the bell and stick to his post day and night, everyone in the bell finally came to help. The Grand Duke came to participate in the completion ceremony. The little boy wanted to escape from the scene. He was afraid of failure. At this time, the mentally handicapped girl came back. I can't see what it used to be. As the bell rang, the people cheered and faith was established again, but the little boy ran under a dead tree and cried. It turned out that he did not inherit the skill and experience of casting bells from his father. , all his own accumulation, experience and passion, Rublev walked into the little boy and took him into his arms, Rublev finally saw the power of faith, and he was determined to build it together with the little boy, One cast bell and one painted icon.

People’s beliefs are always united, and all construction is inseparable from it. Those wars and the atrocities that destroyed the people’s spiritual world once again turned to ashes in front of the people’s beliefs. The foolish belief that beliefs are smarter than themselves and indulge all desires will cause evil consequences and harm , and finally faith to resolve.

(ps: I am very lazy. If I didn’t sit still, I wouldn’t write this long-windedly. I think it’s absurd to say and write. It doesn’t make much sense, but it’s boring. The name is famous, but the content is what attracts me. I even dared to talk nonsense here after reading it once. I originally just wanted to write a short review to express my mood. When I wrote it, it exceeded the number of words in the short review. Let me write a film review. , can I call this a film review? I just express my feelings, I don’t publish it, I feel panicked, I publish it and regret it. In the process of writing, I realize that I have missed something, but I’m lazy, I’m just an ordinary audience , why is it necessary to be rigorous, if you force yourself, you will lose a lot of fun, and it also goes against the original intention of expressing my feelings. If someone sees it, they can criticize or refute, maybe this will not happen, I think a lot, But what I am happy about is that I have finished watching this movie as it is. I don’t know when it will be the second or third time? But I will no longer just chew on the history of “Nostalgia”. Laota’s movies are full of memories every time I watch them. Fortunately, he only made 7 films, otherwise I would still suffer. I also tried the "Mirror" many times and stopped after seeing part of it. "Flying to Space" has not been opened yet, and the others I've read it at least once. It's interesting here. It's like an adult gave a few pieces of candy when I was a child. I'll pick a piece first, no matter it's shape or size, and put it in my mouth to feel the sweet taste. Before going to bed I have to take it out of my mouth and wrap it in candy wrap. I will eat it next time, because it will be gone after I finish it, so I will eat it slowly, but this is also very fast. It looks like there are a few pieces, but it will become more and more The less, so be very careful.

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Andrei Rublev quotes

  • Kirill: [admiring one of Feofan's icon paintings] As Epiphanius said in "The Life of Saint Sergeius," "Simplicity, without gaudiness." That is what this is. It's sacred... Simplicity, without gaudiness - you can't say it better.

    Feofan Grek: I see you are a wise man.

    Kirill: If so, is that a good thing? If one is ignorant, isn't it better to be guided by one's heart?

    Feofan Grek: In much wisdom there is much grief. And he who increases knowledge increases sorrow.

  • Andrey Rublev: I see the world with your eyes. I listen to it with your ears. With your heart...