The director did not give up communicating with the audience, but communicated like a mentally retarded

Brody 2021-11-28 08:01:19

There is a mental prisoner in the film, and he has several connections with Bronson.
In prison, he could only speak fragments, obscure, and logically irrelevant sentences. The dialogue between him and Bronson was communicated in the distracting grammar of "how are you", "think about it" and "this is not theology".
Finally, the irritable Bronson slaughtered the guy the next day.
Bronson doesn’t know that mental offenders are not malicious, but there is really no way. When the meaning spoken from the mouth cannot be understood, but the other party still insists on communicating, he regrets his misfortune and angers him-people will keep their distance until they are close. The degree of disgust.

This movie is very similar.

The film is adapted from the highly controversial British "prison artist" Bronson, a geek who worked in prison to extend his sentence by five times, but published books and made animations in prison. But in the movie, trying to capture such a simple message of this real life is a waste of energy.
There is a kind of film worker in the world,
this kind of person has all-round scheduling ability, his mirror, speaking , rhythm, use of color... all are amazing.
You can't imagine him embarking on a career other than film, nor can you imagine him choosing a position other than director.
However, the director deliberately lacks the only ability, that is: how to tell a story.
This person is called Nicolas Winding Refn, the director of the film "Bronson" and "Sunset Car God".
We can see that the director not only did not give up communication but insisted on the one hundred and seven minutes of watching the movie. He used several times the exquisite composition and narration of other independent films, and took screenshots of the colorful scenes. The tablecloth, the fatigue bombardment of classical music that is more than a clockwork orange, and Tom Hardy's superb multi-person narration, tell Bronson's violent life.
However, the language of the camera exposed to the audience is always inexplicable.
In the plot of the movie, everything you see is fragments, obscure, events that have nothing to do with logic before and after. The dialogue between the audience and the director is "Bronson in prison", "Bronson suddenly starts painting", and "Bronson is in prison again." In communication.

I think that the good-tempered audience may be better than Bronson’s good-looking audience.
First of all , they will admire Nicolas Winding Refn’s superb scheduling. The director can superimpose colors, symbols, and classical music on the basis of the unpleasant, hollow and good-sounding dramas. A labyrinth garden of intercourse.
Then I will praise by the way, Tom Hardy's performance of Bronson is really superb. With his anger and joy, it's no wonder that he has opened up in the UK since then.
Finally, I will talk about what I saw from the film. Perhaps I can see that all Bronson's atrocities are driven by paranoia. I can see that Bronson's one-man drama shows the absurdity of modern civilization that encourages crimes and is famous. It is always reluctant to watch. It's not that I didn't understand something.
As for me, I have to confess that I watched this film at least twice as long and kept pressing pause to barely reach the end of the credit list.
The director's future "Sunset Car God" and "Only God Can Forgive" also have the same tune and become more and more uncontrollable. I can't stand the whole film even being lazy to pretend to construct suspense!

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Bronson quotes

  • Paul: Impressive set of guns you've got there darling, you must be handy in a brawl? Bam bam, knockout, ding ding!

    Charles Bronson: [Clenches fists and enters boxing stance]

    Paul: [Sips tea] Ahh, very nice!

  • [opening monologue]

    Charles Bronson: My name is Charles Bronson. All my life I wanted to be famous. I knew I was made for better things. I had a calling. I just didn't know what it is. Wasn't singing. I can't fucking act. Kinda running out of choices really, aren't we?