We are always numb to all kinds of trivialities in reality, eating, sleeping, going to work, going to school, life goes round and round and remains the same. Nothing grabs our attention until we wake up one morning with a huge disgust about it, and there's nothing we can do about it. Living in ignorance, taking risks over time, is unavoidable. Walter in the movie lives a life of stagnant water, giving lectures, correcting papers, and giving lectures. On the surface, the scenery is lonely in the heart, but it is still stagnant in the endless busyness. But after he met a couple, everything changed in subtle ways.
At the beginning of the film, the sound of the violin is broken, and the three liang and Xuan are as fragile as glass, hitting the lonely and anxious figure of the person in the play. Everything was suffocatingly silent. Walter learned to play the piano in an attempt to ease his dreary life, but eventually gave up. The passion in his heart could not be awakened, and he knew that his life was fixed in this way, and that was it, and nothing else. This is his arranged destiny, this lonely man with indifferent eyes and a dead heart has become a leftover who has been abandoned by life.
I think of what Bellatar expressed in "Purgatory World": when we talk about a person who is absolutely lonely, we actually want to present his loneliness in society and the loneliness in the universe. So the film presents Walter's loneliness, the surface and the heart. After that, the shot was once extended in a few gentle and heavy chords, which made people feel this faint sad atmosphere even more. However, there were also happy times when Walter met Tarek, who was smiling and enthusiastic, and fell in love with African drums. I think he was actually infatuated with the passion and vitality of drumming. I don't think anyone can't be moved by Walter's grinning face and the image piecing together into an organic inner rhythm as they hit the enthusiastic drum beats together in the park. So at the end of the film, when Walter beats the drums alone in a crowded subway station, the rhythm fits so well with his inner loneliness. Until the screen goes black, leading us into a longer loneliness.
There's another scene that really struck me: when Walter and Mouna approach Zainab and tell her about Tarek's deportation. There was no language in the film, the corners of her mouth twitched and opened, and the two women hugged each other and cried. At this time, the sound of the piano naturally carried a heart of compassion, as if a kind of meticulous sadness gradually spread out, and the complexity of emotions lies in this.
Throughout the film, music is everywhere, in the air, in the room alone, in the hustle and bustle of the street, in the hearts of the people in the play. Several long shots that are almost still, creating undercurrents everywhere. The drums sounded just right, and their strong and weak beats tightened everyone's hearts. The piano has been playing a soothing accompaniment, but it lacked strength, adding a sense of despair.
The rain has stopped this winter, and I am still walking alone through the cold streets, passing through muddy and broken intersections, turning left, and arriving at a certain point. It is very likely that you will meet an uninvited guest, such as when you are turning a corner, you will meet someone who will change your life; another example will one day change your dream because of someone else’s words or because of a concert; another example will be one day, because An unexpected event, the whole life was rewritten. Anyway, whatever. At this moment, I carry loneliness, calm and self-sufficient forward.
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