-"Mrs . Dalloway"
quiet fell to this afternoon.
This can be an afternoon in any season, an afternoon belonging to any person, it can be Virginia Woolf's, Mrs. Brown's, or Clarissa's. Three different women were also swallowed by the tide, passing through the shining sunlight, it was endless darkness and despair.
In the garden. The bird was curled up on the grass, with its wings folded and close to its body. It seems to want to turn into a pebble and face this dilapidated world with silence. One of its eyes was still slightly open, shining with black brilliance, and its gray feet were curled up, as if back in the original egg shell of its life. The sun shines on it... well... we need to put another rose on it. We always hope that the beautiful life can continue to multiply, so that the beautiful rose will not die. Death at this moment is as sweet and clear as a mountain spring. No one spoke. Everyone wants to kiss the cheek of death, like kissing himself in a mirror.
Every woman is a bird.
Face the beloved. She would tremble with excitement, and every word she said was like a kiss on the lips of her lover (what a wonderful thing), and she could fly lightly. The smile at this time is their happiness to show off. When she opened the door of the hall, she felt: "If you die now, you are the happiest now." (Othello, Act Two, Scene One) The death at this time is nothing but the air exhaled from her lovely lips. , With a sweet taste. The Terminator of Life has never put away its sharp sickle like this moment, like a cat eager for tenderness, making a "snoring" flattering sound.
The women in "All the Time" have their own beautiful love, and there are men who love them deeply. They have also jumped for joy. But everything has its two sides. While the magic of love makes people so happy, it also has its terrible destructiveness. Virginia wrote in "Mrs. Dalloway" that "love is also destructive. All good things and all real things will die."
In the movie, I didn't hear Clarissa's inner monologue, only saw Meryl Streep's sad eyes and the cry of collapse. When she was crying, she curled up, like the dead bird, wanting to be comforted in a safe way. The more you love a person, the more afraid of losing him (her). At that time, the loss that we were destined to face made us have a deep sense of fear of death.
In the novel, Clarissa sighed: "There is too little love in this world." These words moved me more than seeing her tears in the movie. Love is so easy to pass away-in the noise, friction, contradiction. When a woman doesn’t love a person, but can’t forget him, his images keep circling in her mind. She criticizes him. She has never commented on anyone so impartially and objectively, even the way he picks his teeth. Let us be disgusted. This is the way a woman forgets—make herself hate him. At this time, what she said was hate and hate, without any compromise. If she can't forget it anyway, then she must still love him.
The delicacy and sensitivity of a woman is never understood by a man. It is even more unimaginable for a woman like Mrs. Brown, who we seem to be very happy, to think of suicide because of a book. I think this is the effect of the light of freedom on her feathers being awakened by the sun. The family is the cage of every woman—the cage of happiness. She just wants to break through this cage, find her own world, and gain her own freedom, even if she wants to exchange it with death. Clarissa needs a ruined love, needs to stand on the street eroded by wind and rain in the dark night, no one will inquire about her whereabouts; Mrs. Brown longs for death, which seems to her to be just a cute idea, not scary . When she left her child and entered the hotel-a space where life and death were indifferent, death was no longer strange, as natural as an ice field or a desert in the morning. She felt that she could finally abandon this broken world at that moment, regardless of family responsibilities. At that moment, she finally fluttered her wings and flew into the sky. Although it was only a short while, the joy of freedom was still indescribable.
The kind of sadness shown in the movie is desperate, a biting pain that makes women shed tears. However, in "Mrs. Dalloway", grief is given a different landscape by Virginia. I have never seen such a delicate and extraordinary description. It seems that every gust of wind tells the mood, and every swing of the clothes is a thought fluctuation. In her world, there is a kind of sadness that is very painful but cannot be vented. It is a suffocating, depressing colic. Such sadness can only be trapped in the wind, bumping, swaying, and moaning. Only the reader himself can experience the burn of the whole heart tormented in hell. And the death of the soul seems to be the only beautiful way to end this kind of damage.
"Horrible! Terrible!" When reading, people really want to shout such words out loud. I always have to be careful not to be swallowed by the boundless deep ocean. Here, momentary moods, fleeting emotions, short touches, and free thoughts are like endless blood in the human body, circulating back and forth.
Mrs. Dalloway in the book is like a bird hiding on the back of leaves, without any protection, and surrounded by an indifferent world, with countless shadows running in the dark, and the sound of breaking branches can shock her. . I think she is a bit nervous, she is not happy, I can see her fear, her fear of death. She knew that she was very young, but at the same time she was unspeakably aging.
Speaking of aging, this reminds me of Margaret Duras' "Lover" and the movie "One One". People who have watched "The Lover" may forget the girl’s braid, her old silk satin skirt, her flower-like body, and her desperate eyes gradually diminished, but they will never forget her withered The petal-like lips said that she felt she was old. That was the first time I heard a girl say something like this. At that time, I felt very shocked, but I didn't understand why she felt that way, but felt that kind of pain faintly. Later, when I saw the little boy in "Yi Yi", at the end of the movie, he also said that he felt that he was old. Although it was not the first time I heard it, I still felt very real and desolate. Then again, this time Mrs. Dalloway said. Gradually, I understood why they said they were old when they were still so young. The aging person does not care about the age, but the limit of life that the heart can bear.
Everyone may be aging from birth. If flowers bloom for the sake of withering, then birth is for death, and aging is the prelude to death. It’s just that when we are young, death seems to be far away from us. People can’t worry about things that are so long. They just keep fighting for the goal every day. Maybe it’s going to college or looking for a job. Too much trouble makes us not aware of it. Own aging. But when we reach a saturation limit, when our lives can no longer bear the world, we will feel lonely like never before.
Wordsworth said: "When the mind is occupied by a rushed world, it feels tired, loses fun, and the feeling of loneliness is so rich." When we are overwhelmed by life, when we are out of track, when we are full After suffering, we began to reject the world, and began to question, and suddenly we would find that we were old.
Milan Kundera wrote in his book "Slow": "...The person who is lying on the motorcycle's head can only focus on the moment of the current speed; what he grasps is to follow the past and the future. The moment when everything is disconnected; he is out of time; in other words, he is in a state of trance; when a person enters this state, he forgets his age, his wife, his children, and his sorrow, so he is not afraid of anything; Because the future is the source of fear, whoever is not afraid of the future is not afraid of the sky.
Speed is a form of trance...The runner is the opposite of the motorcyclist, who always has his own existence on his body, and always has to think of the blisters on his feet. And panting; when he runs, he feels his weight and age are more aware of himself and years than ever."
I think it is appropriate to use this passage to explain people's aging. Those material pursuits make people ride on the roller coaster, and the excitement and screams make us unable to see the world we are in, our aging and loneliness. When we encounter obstacles or get tired from walking, we stop to feel our aging.
Mrs. Dalloway once said sadly when her lover left, "He has left me, and I will be lonely forever." What she feared was not to lose that love, but to face the world alone. Loneliness makes people feel like they are in a state of running, and that kind of person can easily see the future. When a person sees the threat of death, he gets old.
Often, the more we perceive the pace of death, the more we love our life, and the more afraid of losing it. But what is the meaning of our life like this? We are always learning English year after year; our desires can never be satisfied; weight always restricts our diet; we hate betrayal, but betrayed ourselves and strive to please others; always compare our rumors Praise spreads quickly, just like the raging plague cannot be controlled; for life, we can never control it; just after an hour, another hour will come again; Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... when will we get bored ? How long will it take to question? Time tore through her shell, pouring life onto us. She split us into many parts, took away some irrelevant or precious memories, and left us incompletely hovering in the tides of the sea. Death is always so hard to believe the facts, it makes people hard to believe that we will die one day, die in the minutes and seconds that once made us so passionate-the dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the ground.
About suicide. Mrs. Dalloway said that she once threw a shilling coin into the serpentine lake and never abandoned anything else. But those people have abandoned their lives. Sometimes people abandon their lives, not because of despair, but more like a hug against loneliness. "Death is resistance. Death is an effort to communicate with people, because people feel that it is impossible to reach the center, which magically hides from them; the closeness is separated, the ecstasy fades, leaving only a lonely person. There is a hug in death."
In the movie, Richard's death is peaceful, peaceful, and lonely, and those who choose to give up are lonely.
Richard just sat quietly on the window sill and gently said to Clarissa:
"When I was nineteen, I fell in love with Louis, and at the same time I fell in love with you."
"I love you. This sounds very old-fashioned. Right?"
"No one in the world is happier than you and me."
His expression was calm and serene . He just moved out of the window, then gently slid off the window sill and fell down. Like a leaf falling from a branch.
I don't think anyone can say that Richard is not brave enough to face life. In the past ten years, he has been brave to create, and more importantly, he loves bravely, contrary to common sense, and loves in a special way. He fell in love with someone besides Clarissa, who happened to be a man. No matter what era you are in, this kind of love is so brave and persistent, and it is touching.
"There is no need to be afraid of the scorching sun anymore, nor the raging winter." His bravery is really just as the words say.
However, from the moment he contracted the disease, Richard suddenly found that he was tired of facing the world, and time became something difficult for him to pass, like a huge flower that kept gnawing. Eating him. He didn't want to use death to seek sympathy, he just wanted to create something alive and amazing enough to make it like a morning in a person's life. The most common morning-there is a beautiful view outside the window, people are still wearing pajamas, and their eyes are sleepy.
People work hard to write novels, write poems, work hard, support their families, with passion and love for life, but none of these can change the world. Some people can't wait to commit suicide, and more people are waiting for illness to take their lives, or waiting for their lives to slowly disappear in the long river of time. The known and unknown difficulties in life make us like warriors, constantly fighting for the same time hour after hour, day after day. Even if the world is full of darkness and fear, we still love it deeply, just like loving our own life, but this does not mean that we will never get bored of that day. Our birth is like a vow to life: to love this life forever. But what is it forever? We can love this life until the end of life, but we can't do it forever. We can give up this love while saying "I love you, but I can't stay with you forever". Virginia stated the theme of the film in the voice-over at the end of the film: "We must face life, understand what life is, love life, no matter what it is. Finally, we must understand it. Then we can give up." We only have to experience, have, and Only after understanding can I give up and face death calmly.
Finally, let us return to the movie. Apart from the same "Mrs. Dalloway", what the three stories have in common is that there is one more thing, that is, the three women have homosexual tendencies. Virginia and her sister; Laura and her friends; Clarissa and her cohabiting girlfriend.
With such a design, there is no deliberate sculpting, no pretentiousness, and it will not make people feel dirty and distracted, but a simple beauty.
In fact, women's feelings for women are pure and completely selfless, which is different from that of men. In the face of men, especially the men they like, women usually only care about their appearance, blushing because of a hole in their skirt, and annoyed by the impropriety of speaking. The relationship between men and women is more of the primitive sexual attraction between animals. But in the face of the same sex, women will laugh unscrupulously, speak loudly, touch their hearts more, and think about the meaning of words. When a woman has love for a woman, yes, I can say that this is love. This feeling is mostly sweet and out of a protective desire. If, regardless of the issue of inheritance, women can live happily without men and rely on each other. Just like the two women in "Self-combing", although they weren't together in the end, their relationship was a ray of purity in a troubled world.
Some people think that the film is a metaphor for "no matter how time and space change, a woman is melancholy, fragile and neurotic. The more she tries to change all of this, the deeper she will sink...". But I don't think so. Anyone who has watched "Mrs. Dalloway" will not distort the beauty of women in this way. The three outstanding actresses in the film are almost instinctive, showing the charming side of women's fragility and strength. Whether it was Virginia who sank to the bottom of the river, Laura who attempted suicide, or Clarissa who lost her lover, they all loved the world deeply and tried their best to gain their own freedom, no matter how wrong or wrong they chose. It's the right way. They keep fighting for it. Even if they fall into despair and sink to the bottom, they still pursue it bravely, regardless of worldly ridicule or incomprehension.
Quiet fell on this afternoon. I sat quietly in the sun, looking at the dull, chaotic blue sky. The waves in my memory hit me, the waves rolled over my knees, my waist, my shoulders... the waves kept jumping, then fell to the sea, and then jumped up again. I couldn't breathe gradually, only the sound of water echoing in my ears, hitting my loneliness fiercely. I tried to open my eyes in the water and saw a more gloomy grayish blue. Fear surrounded me, the waves kept sighing above my head, and every time they fell and broke, the wailing pierced my heart. I want to struggle, the cold melted my strength. In the passage of time, I gradually lost weight. The sea bears my weight and my sadness. My whole consciousness is to hear the whole world yell to me "it's over...it's over". The sound of the waves is getting farther and farther away from me, but the calls of seagulls are still clear from far away. Their wings will tremble slightly before flapping, and they will tremble and tremble at far away.
Tranquility fell in this afternoon. I met Mrs. Dalloway with three beautiful women and enjoyed the time spent with her.
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2002 film depicting women's emotions examines the story of three women struggling and chasing with the desire and fear for freedom in different times and environments. In 1920, Woolf was on the verge of collapse while burning his talents and creating "Mrs. Dalloway." The idea of suicide emerged after Wolfe's novel; Clarissa in 1990 had the same name as the protagonist in Woolf's novel. Her friend was seriously ill, and the grief made her unbearable. These three women are closely linked by the novel "Mrs. Dalloway."
The structure of the movie "All the Time" has been talked about by many people. The movie tells the stories of three women, which are connected by the director's clever editing. The connection between these excessive passages may be a book or familiar scenery, but what makes these excessive passages look natural and leave no trace is the continuation of the emotions of the three protagonists. This is also the movie's use of this. This technique is higher than some other similar movies. In the French version of "Mystery Apartment", similar transitions may express emotional opposition, and also endow this excessive technique with a wonderful effect. After all, the various cutting and scoring techniques in the movie, as well as the various ingeniously designed structures, serve to express the emotions of the characters, and cannot turn the cart before the horse. "Fatal Magic" is a bad example. Christopher Nolan was immersed in the pleasure of the two male protagonists being mutilated by each other. The repeated techniques not only made the effect dull and boring, but also highlighted the hollowness of the two protagonists’ hearts. Full of sin. Instead of this, it is better to tell the story honestly and focus on the details like a "magic" who is also related to magic. Examples of similar failures include the "red violin", the violin that travels through history, playing only some false and incomprehensible emotions, rather than sincere and moving like "all the time". In the final analysis, whether a movie can touch people's hearts, or whether the emotions described by them can touch people's hearts, technical structure is just a means of conveying emotions.
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