Seven years later, the splendid and invincible enchantress became the standard-looking but plain male protagonist in "Match Point".
Someone once asked me: what is rock and roll?
Although I don't understand the rhythm, I have only heard a few Japanese Visual Rock songs, but I, a pseudo-literary youth, can say something like "Rock is an independent gesture" without any shyness. But he didn't answer, probably thinking this question was meaningless.
Watching "Velvet Gold Mine" is just because of the attraction of Glam Rock - the source of the Japanese visual system, how gorgeous and extravagant it should be. Therefore, rather than researching the background of the characters, I am more immersed in the gorgeous music, modeling and the noisy atmosphere of the 70s: from the stage, the band, the audience, and the society.
Rock is for chaotic times. It stomps the existing order under its feet, and has no idea where it will lead in the future, so it can only lead to greater chaos like drugs and promiscuity: the body is addicted, and the soul cannot find God. The worst lead singer of a band will think of himself on stage as a god who calls the wind and the rain to save all beings; the most unqualified rock music fans will show an expression of ecstasy and frenzied enjoyment at the feet of their great god - thousands of faces experience the same orgasm, I don't know. Don't care who you are.
Salvation is nothing but a pretty lie. Like Brian Slade and Curt Wild's ambitious proclamation at first: We're going to change the world, but ultimately we're going to be self-deprecating and lost.
Rock and roll is nothing but a glitz, a dregs, first weave a dream and then destroy it. Like the face of Jonathan Rhys-Meyers, which turns all beings upside down and then quickly deforms and rots. In England more than 30 years ago, bright hair, shiny coats, gorgeous makeup, thick-soled high-heeled boots, and evil dramas shocked the world; among those enchanting and decadent songs, there was a small universe of unreachable freedom. And in today's era of devaluation of the ubiquitous dream of liberty, more and more people simply see the by-products of homosexuality and drug use — not rock itself — as fashionable.
So rock and roll is no longer a social phenomenon, but can only become a personal decoration, providing a shortcut for the body with excess energy to vent. Knowing that the world is full of deceit and lies, we are happy to accept this ending: because even a minute of escape is precious.
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