Every breath was hot and dry. The sultry suffocation surrounds the whole body, intertwined like a net, and there is no escape.
The sky is getting dark, gradually filling the sky, and the rain is coming. The wind is blowing, and the rain is coming. Storms swept the streets and washed the city. The thirsty, cracked skin breathes the moisture of the rain. Feel the long-awaited comfort and coolness. Go down, go down.
After work, life has embarked on a regular path. There is no swaying and laissez-faire in the past. A little shriveled.
Another day off, I turned on my computer and watched a movie that had been downloaded on my computer for a long time. I was still in that corner and had never watched it. Take some time to do your own thing.
"Empty Room", a movie that I wanted to watch a long time ago, I downloaded it and put it aside, I haven't watched it all the time. A man, turning on the computer, closing the curtains, looks.
A movie that still bears Kim Ki-duk's brand. The film ends without a few lines of dialogue. A quiet and silent world. The master refuses to communicate with this heartbreaking icy world. They look at this world with lonely eyes, like a person who has been deeply hurt.
In this silent monologue, the lonely mind can find the kind of candid and unscrupulous language that no spoken monologue can provide, because it is instinctive and subconscious. In isolated close-ups of the film, through the subtle movements of an actor's facial muscles and a cold teardrop, we see the deepest things in the soul that even the sharpest-eyed conversationalist can't penetrate.
The woman in "The Drift Bathroom" doesn't speak because she's a mute, and the woman in this movie doesn't speak because of his complete despair over violent marriages. I feel how lethal it is when a woman I love doesn't say anything, is indifferent, I feel hopeless fear, and the whole world is dark. The woman I loved is really desperate and doesn't want to look back, completely breaking with the beauty of the past. You have been deleted from the world she loves, and there is no more you.
The human gaze—from the far left of the left eye to the far right of the right eye—is a 180-degree range. It seems destined to divide our lives in two - the visible is called "the world in front" and the invisible is called "the world behind". The real fear is the unknown unknown to us, the unseen world, how it happened and in what direction. So most people choose to live in the world in front of them. Everything can be seen there. No matter how bad the world is, after all, within the visible range, everything is not easy to lose control and control. I don't know if this is the reason, it took us into the world behind the always unknown state.
The movie walks between the two worlds, but I don't really want to face the world in front of me as described in the movie-because there are only the perverted behavior of the husband who is dressed like a beast, and the relationship between the seemingly "sweet" lovers. Suspicion, the hypocrisy of the abandoned old man's son, and the betrayal of the greedy police. In contrast, men and women living in another world are happy. Here, they rely on each other in love. Women heal the pain of body and mind, and have a good yearning for life, and men also No longer surrounded by loneliness. But the two worlds are always connected, no matter how beautiful and warm, the world behind is not a paradise isolated from the world.
The man in the movie never said a word, he only used his eyes to express his coldness and his love. His eyes were so clear, yet so transparent.
Perhaps, that more represents a kind of abandonment. When language is abandoned, it means that you can no longer ask for the world. No need to communicate with anyone anymore. When people no longer need to communicate face-to-face and pass what they want to say through TV, the Internet, newspapers, and telephones, when husbands will only use violence and money to trade with their wives, when the police will only use their fists to take out the suspect's confession , When the couples in the same bed are left to complain and suspect each other, when an old man dies silently in his house, with nothing but a puppy beside him. When this seemingly orderly and unimpeded world has actually been blocked by countless lies and nonsense, barriers and suspicions.
That man seemed to be wandering in this world, like a ghost. Riding a motorcycle, he wandered on unfamiliar streets, posted advertisements on the keyholes of other people's houses, and then the next day to see if someone came back, if the advertisement is still there and not torn up, it proves its owner not. So he would quietly pick the door lock, turn on the answering machine, listen to the messages inside, and then bathe, cook, and sleep in this empty house. In the meantime, he will also fix electrical appliances or other things in the room, and take pictures with the owner's photo. He made the empty room warm, and the warm color spread in the space. He even helped the absent masters to do laundry. He carefully played with everything in the room, as if he was very happy, but also seemed very sad for the lonely house. It turned out that he was just a poor child living in a lonely zone, but he was still enjoying the loneliness that he was constantly pursuing.
Every room has its own character, and those are the intuitive reflections of the owner's personality, showing what kind of person the owner of the house is.
The man kept wandering in different rooms, feeling different lives.
Peeping into the lives of different people, like peeping. Everyone is curious about things that are closed and unknowable, and they try to get a glimpse of it.
One day, he came to the woman's house. Take a shower, do laundry, and cook as usual. He didn't know that when he was peeping into other people's lives, a pair of eyes were secretly peeping at him. That woman is like a beautiful princess trapped in an old castle. Her beauty is as broken as her heart, and her bruised body makes her eyes sad and haggard. She looked at him as he entered the house, watched him walk silently around the house, repairing the broken scales, washing the dirty clothes, he tidied everything up so well, and walked carefully to the A garden with statues of gods, swinging a club, hitting the golf ball again and again. People inside the house want to escape, and people outside the house want to hide in. Perhaps the empty house is a metaphor for confusion and estrangement, rejection and escape.
There are pictures of women hanging in the house, and pictures of women on the table. When a man is taking a bath, he puts the photo album in the water and slowly turns it page by page. The picture is very beautiful, while the woman hides and watches from the bathroom. The man put on silk pajamas, and the album on the bedside table turned over the beautiful and moving woman until that page. With desire, the beauty is so beautiful that a man cannot extricate himself. Man masturbating in bed. The woman standing in the door startled him. At this time, the phone rang, and the husband left a message, seemingly apologizing but revealing a threat. Let the woman answer the phone, or he will go home. The woman answers the phone and is speechless. The man looks at her with his clothes in his arms. She just yells at the phone and hangs up. The man ran out of the woman's house, but was worried, and then turned back. The woman curled up and sobbed in the bathtub. The man helped her choose the clothes and put them on the ground, and then put the CD. Quiet, mournful music draws the woman out and puts on her arranged clothes. When the husband came back, he talked and talked, but the woman refused to obey, so he beat her again. The man sees the atmosphere outside the window. Start swinging golf. When the husband saw someone playing golf in his backyard, he was shocked and angry. He ran out and was hit by the man with a four-shot golf ball.
She followed him, silently saying nothing. Then, they wandered around the city, leaving debris and warmth in the empty rooms.
When the man took a photo, the woman also came over to the scene. It was so warm that people couldn't help but smile, and the corner of the mouth rose with the man, and then moved.
At Boxer's House, the woman hands over a pair of scissors and asks the man to cut her hair. Looking at the newspapers with traces of black hair scattered on the ground. Looking in the mirror, she tied her hair and smiled for the first time. Cut out the sticky and dull past, tidy up the present, and start anew. The two sat on the soft sofa and watched TV. The man stretched his legs on the coffee table, grabbing the grapes and eating, and the woman hugged the pillow leisurely, showing a slight smile. A warm and happy home atmosphere. Warmth fills the entire space.
Women suffer men and women drink against each other. The woman cried and the man stretched out his arms to embrace the woman.
The woman fell asleep peacefully on her side, the man came over and pulled up the fallen quilt for the woman, and when she turned to leave, the woman gently held the man's hand. The woman wanted the injured bird to curl up in the man's warm chest. The man hugs the woman to sleep.
All a woman needs is a warm hug, that's all she wants.
Goodness is always fleeting and fragile. The boxer family is back, smashed men. The woman bought a bowl of instant noodles, blew hot air, put it in the man's mouth, and ate two bites. The woman started eating slowly.
When a man was playing his golf ball tied to a wire on the street, the ball flew out and hurt a woman in a car. When the man hid and burst into tears, the woman took him into her arms, like Soothe an injured child. Two people cuddling each other.
There was a hanging picture of a woman, who took it off, cut it into small pieces, and then scrambled it back together. A woman with a broken heart, how could she bear to hang there with a complete picture of hypocrisy. Those beautiful and complete images are just the past, those that have been buried in the past, and the present is a broken, disordered mess.
In the other house, a man and a woman sat while drinking tea, the woman slowly moved her feet to the man's feet, and the two kissed, a warm, gentle and beautiful scene. quiet.
When they arrived, there was a house where an old man who died of illness was lying in the house. The man wrapped the corpse solemnly according to their Korean etiquette, while the woman cleaned up the house. You can also feel the kindness of the two from here. The old man's children came back and called the police.
The woman was sent home and the man went to jail. The woman's husband, who pays the police to take the man out, hits him four balls with a golf ball. to be as despicable as possible.
When the man was in prison, he kept playing hide-and-seek with the prison guards. Every time the guards couldn't see him through the window, he opened the door, went in, looked for him, and beat him up. He was always smiling, with a stubborn look in his eyes. The upward smile on the corners of the mouth is a kind of contempt and ridicule for the ruthless violence of the law enforcement officers. The
woman went to the house where they first kissed once in this world. She went straight in and lay down on the sofa. The owner saw that her tranquility and kindness did not disturb her or expel her. The atmosphere was very harmonious and warm.
The man finally managed to put the prison guard in the cell and escaped by himself. Go to every room they have ever been in and find the warmth of the past.
The man finally came to the woman's house. After the woman was waiting for her husband to fall asleep, she walked to the mirror in the living room. The man finally appeared behind her, and the husband ran out. There was only a woman in the mirror. When the husband was about to explode, the woman interrupted him with an affectionate "I love you". He hugged the woman excitedly. The husband hugged the woman, but the woman took the man's hand and kissed the man gently, so calm.
The woman cooked a table of good dishes. "Dear, it's time to eat." The man walked out with his husband. The husband saw the beautiful smile on the woman's face that he had never seen before. The woman's words are memorable. Darling, only men and women know who that darling is calling. The man stood behind the husband, and the woman specially placed the dishes to the man. The woman has been sitting across from her holding a bowl and quietly watching the man smile, her eyes are naturally full of affection.
The husband went out, and the music that a man played for a woman for the first time played again in the room. Women know that at this moment, men are in the world behind them. She opened her arms, pushed her lover against the wall, and turned around. This is the last shot of the film, and the only moment where the world in front of you and the world behind you come together completely. In this complete world, there are only a pair of lovers who love each other - the picture is so beautiful.
This is a beautiful and ideal movie. The beauty is because the film can bring people a warm feeling. And the ideal is because we can never live in the world as thoroughly as men. But I figured, at least when we locked the door and left, leaving the empty room behind, we could often look back -- see the world behind it. Because there, there will be the warmth that has been discarded by us waiting silently.
The last final picture, standing with both feet on the weight machine, the display is zero. The world is empty, and there is only love left. Zero weight.
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