The reason I wanted to watch it was that I overheard the song "Forbidden Colours" by Ryuichi Sakamoto. David Sylvian's slightly hoarse and mournful voice, combined with the sobbing songs written by Ryuichi Sakamoto, conveys a soul-stirring resentment.
I met Ryuichi Sakamoto in "The Last Emperor", and the music permeated with a strong oriental flavor is unforgettable; and Ryuichi Sakamoto also made a cameo in "The Last Emperor" as a Japanese monitor beside Puyi.
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence" is director Nagisa Oshima's work a quarter century ago, and this film has many firsts: Ryuichi Sakamoto and Takeshi Kitano's first; Ryuichi Sakamoto's first The soundtrack, and the screen debut of David Bowie, Britain's greatest rock singer since the Beatles--it seems like these alone are doomed to an extraordinary film.
The story about the film is not going to be elaborated. One is because I have not read the original book by Laurens van der Post, and the other is because I have not even read "The Chrysanthemum and the Sword" and have little understanding of Japan's distorted culture. Many of the film's profound camera language and plot arrangements cannot be sufficiently understood. If you say too much, you will be afraid of making jokes.
I have always felt that war is helpless and pale, and all the wealth and beauty in this world will become vulnerable in the face of war. Especially when Japan, a perverted country, got involved, everything became chaotic.
I don't shy away from gnashing my teeth on Japan's war crimes, but that's why anti-war films like Miyazaki's and others would make me happy. I didn't try to comment on Nagisa Oshima, and this weird shadow figure who has exiled "Sense and Sensibility" can't outline in a few words.
I just remember that in this film, Yonoi said to Lawrence that if it wasn't for the war, maybe we would have a cup of tea and enjoy the cherry blossoms together. This sentence alone can make people put down the butcher's knife. Maybe fanatical, bastard militarism and idealism will lead young people to do unforgivable things, but with a sincere heart, there is still salvation. Is Takeshi Kitano's doubt at the end of the film a self-salvation? I guess so.
In addition to turning friends into enemies, war sometimes disturbs people's feelings. People are always alone, so they always want to be together, men rely on women, women rely on men. After the war, only men were left on the front line, but the loneliness remained. Over time, same-sex love began to prevail, intoxicated, no matter what Bushido you are not afraid of gay, as long as the devil is at work, it is difficult to escape. In the end, there is always no way. Being gay and being a lesbian can only get you peace of mind, which is pitiful after all.
And when this passion and desire, this obsession is established between different camps, the conflict becomes more acute and irreconcilable. Someone must make a sacrifice, whether it be suppressed or executed, the evil relationship must be cut off, or they will all die together. But the colder and lonely the spirit is, the more fiery the love in the heart, and the two kisses broke all creeds and restraint. ashamed? Angry? Joy? Where is still clear.
But just like that classic comment, no matter how hard one person is, they can't beat the whole era. No matter what, I had to salute, stare, cut off a strand of hair, and bury it in my hometown in the dark of night.
People's needs are always the same. When their lives are safe, they may have a lot of thoughts on other things. As soon as there are too many other things, you have to follow the right. Now that there are so many singles and same-sex people, how many are they willing to do? Loneliness is really impossible, no one can escape it.
Feel very sad.
I hope that after reading these words, you can find out and listen to "Forbidden Colours", and perhaps there will be uncontrollable sadness emerging. Don't be afraid, it's loneliness at work. Get a good night's sleep and you'll be numb.
PS: On the way to writing, because of QQ, my thoughts are a bit intermittent, and I am also sleepy, so let's go.
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