Not to mention whether this simple superposition of different angles can effectively restore the characters, the biggest problem is that when the six protagonists in the film only have 1/6 of a genius, the thinness and untrustworthiness of these individuals is inevitable. It is easy to think of "symbols". The film uses six symbolic characters to deconstruct Bob Dylan. The symbols have the characteristics of simplicity and abstraction, but the real characters are complex and concrete. You can't describe the characters without details and situations.
In order to make each character concrete, the film adds too many assumptions about the times and people on the abstract image: the unhappy marriage of a dissolute man, the lonely old age of a western hero, the decadent life of a rock singer... these are all Is a typical scene in a genre film, more like a big collection of movie symbols. Types and symbols are just an artificial categorization, and you won't get a soul by digging in without exhausting and digging out the concrete confusion, fear, pain, and passion behind the superficial form. The freshness of form becomes tiresome after an hour, and the floating trifles come to you with six times as much boredom. After so many beautiful lyrical images, Bob Dylan's vocals didn't resonate.
Perhaps Andy Warhol and Pop Art can be used to justify the film, there is even a Warhol-like line in the film: "When someone asks you if you are really serious about something, don't talk, look at him eyes, he won't ask you any more." "I asked him, do you pray? He said, pray?" This emptiness, this flat diagram becomes a mirror against the same empty, flat age , but can times and individuals become opposite mirror images? Era is an abstract concept, and we must give it life with abundant individuals.
The only satisfying thing in the film is Cate Blanchett's rock singer, which is a parody of Fellini, especially in "8 and a half". Fellini's films are full of trivialities, all kinds of dreamy and wild details gushing out from the depths of the years like a tide, but Fellini himself always stands behind the details, his irony, his melancholy, transcend everything. Forms rule the world. This is the gap between the master and the homage.
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