Wings of Desire, which talks neither about love nor desire, focuses on the deeper and more rooted proposition of life: Who are we? How should we live?
Regarding Berlin
, if facing the cruelty of war, then going through reconstruction requires more patience. What we see is not a devastated Berlin, but numb, always complaining, people who can't go to the future. Parents complain about children, husbands complain about wives. They did not talk to each other, but gushed about the angels. I wonder if this is the character of the German nation, they do not admit defeat, they are forbearance, and they are restrained everywhere. In the film, there are large sections of inner monologue, and every ordinary person seems to have become a troubadour, considering others and thinking about life. The angels recorded their pain, which could not be shared, much less resolved. The section of the library is particularly beautiful. When do people produce ideas? Not to meditate, but to read. So we heard whispers in the library, noisy and indistinguishable, but as detailed as music. Here, Cassirer meets the aphasic speaker. He put on a hat covering his ears with his frail hands, and hesitantly stood on the border between history and reality. So later, when he fell into a deep sleep on the ruins, I felt in a trance that the clock of history was too old and could no longer move, so we all needed to take a breath at this time.
There's a kind of woman about Marion
that you look in the eyes of and think she's alienating. She is beautiful, but she doesn't like to laugh. You don't expect to simply read her, so you indulge in her quietness, her grace, and her own dreams.
In her world, war is not the subject. She flies in the sky without her stupid wings. She wants a lot, but there is a gap, and only Danmir can understand her ravings.
Until he became a person for her, the two people who were looking for each other finally stopped missing. Marion said a lot in "Reunion" and reminded me of that famous monologue in "Paris, Texas." I believe not everyone has the patience to listen to such a paragraph, but when a close-up of Marion's face appears on the screen statically, her cold eyes, bright red lips, and angel wing earrings make people feel Can't look away.
I didn't believe that a person was really born to find another person, but I gradually felt that there would be such a person who would become one with myself.
About life as it is
At that time, God had just created the world. God said there should be light, and there was light. I don't know if the tree came first, or the river came first. The world began to have shadows, and then slowly there was life.
In this story, we see tree shadows, rivers, grass, and trees. These uncontested lives are so peaceful. How to make people look back to the noisy world?
Personally, I think that without this episode, "Under the Sky in Berlin" would have been a four-star movie at best, because with this episode, the condensed sense of its history, the heaviness of time, and the director's humanistic care come to the fore.
Because we remember the source of history and memory, we can better grasp the present. This truth has never changed.
About Color
Angels have eternal life, but can't see the rainbow after the rain, and can't taste the coffee.
'I want to feel my own weight,' says Damier.
So when he was finally born as a human being, the conversation with the stranger seemed so ecstatic. He tasted his own blood, and his tongue came in handy for the first time. He excitedly asked passersby what color the graffiti was, took off the black coat and put on a colorful floral sweater.
As an angel, Danmir also laughed, but that smile was merciful. And now, Damiel is laughing, and that laugh is joyful and real.
To be honest, in the first part of the film, when Damiel and Marion finished their conversation, the scene that suddenly became colored scared me. Black and white images accentuate the light and shadow, so the whole film is enveloped in a very soft atmosphere. So that the roughness and the bursting power brought by the color burst out like a volcano.
I think this is where the desire is really implied, the desire to have, the desire to live. From now on, black is not black, and white is white. Damier finally realized that the clear-cut life before was not life at all.
Ambiguity, this is the bitterness of life, and what life is like.
about children
Wenders has several special settings for children.
One is that they are simple in character and never complain, and the other is that they can see angels.
The film is interspersed with Peter Handke's "Childhood Songs"
...
When a child is still a child,
I love to ask these questions:
Why am I me and not you?
Why am I here and not there?
When does time start? Where does space end?
Isn't life under the sun a fantasy?
Isn't what I see, hear, smell
an illusion of the world in front of me?
Given the fact that evil is related to people,
is there really such a thing as evil?
Why, I
didn't exist before I came to this world?
Why, as a person,
will one day no longer be me?
...
the above are my favorite passages.
I don't want my children to remember the war, I want them to remember only the rambunctious streets on summer afternoons.
I don't want children to give up thinking, I want them to dream of flying airplanes and being a policeman making clothes and painting.
I hope my children believe in goodness, in dreams, and in life no matter how dilapidated there is still love.
But I don't like the assumption that
being a child is still a child.
I wish the hands of time weren't so cruel.
If I had to use one word to describe Nick Cave about rock music
, I think it would be indescribable. His whole shemale is too much, but his voice is cold. He is the dark poet of the music world, singing the ecstasy of psychedelic decadence.
I kept thinking, why would Wenders put rock in a movie like this? I'm not sure, I can only guess if all emotions are waiting for an exit, and this exit, here, is slow and divided.
When do we need music, or when do we need medicine.
When we need to stop, think, be quiet.
Music isolates a world for the individual and strives to surround him.
Regarding the two angels
, I think Cassirer and Danmir are one. Even though Danmir no longer looks down on the world with the eyes of an angel, his feelings become his own. And Cassirer lost his best friend and sat alone on top of the world, but his feelings became calmer.
Maybe we all need to sacrifice something in exchange for something else.
We have to lose eternal life in exchange for a free life.
We must overcome the weak heart in order to gain calm thinking.
View more about Wings of Desire reviews
