Silence does not bring truth

Bailee 2022-03-23 09:01:54


Although, the film I'm reviewing today, "Masquerade," was pretty good, but I did fall asleep once or twice in the middle and ended up watching it twice.

In my opinion, this film is mainly about whether people can face themselves? How to face yourself and face the subject of others. In short, it is a question of how to adapt and how to adapt.

In the movie, Elizabeth is a famous actress with coquettish eyeliner and distinct eyebrows, but once in front of the camera, she suddenly stopped, and she looked around with a confused expression. What did she seem to notice? what is that? It's her situation, the various roles she's been playing.

In front of the camera, she is the person in the script; the character conceals her ordinary self; in life, she continues the "me", "perfect woman" in the movie, as a woman with her own career and pursuit, she has no children She did not expect to be a mother, but because others said she did not have a "mother heart", she asked her husband to let her conceive a child. After giving birth to the child, "she does have the beauty that she has never had", she sees Seems perfect, impeccable.

But deep down in her heart, she was suffering, not only suffering from disgusting children, but also suffering from schizophrenia due to deep introspection and hating herself.

So she chose to be silent, not to speak, neither to justify nor to talk about it. Maybe she had already hated all kinds of fake faces and thought that if she stopped speaking, she would stop hypocrisy.

Elma is a female nurse who takes care of Elizabeth in the hospital. After she met Elizabeth for the first time, she said to the doctor, "Elizabeth has a strong mental strength, and I am afraid that I cannot cope with her."

Afterwards, Elizabeth and Elma moved to The doctor's beach hut spent the summer on a pleasant summer day, and they both loved the warm, natural environment. Elizabeth remained silent, only with a faint smile when she looked at Elma. Encouraged by this warmth, Elma took off her identity and mask as a nurse, and told Elizabeth her true self. , her infidelity to love and her shame of self-stopping, etc. At this time, she seems very brave, but bravery is still a fake, the real she is very fragile and sensitive, how she hopes to get Elizabeth The understanding and tolerance of Elizabeth, but what Elizabeth gave was still only hugs and silence, which undoubtedly tightened Elma's nerves, and finally, after peeking at Elizabeth's letter, her heart was full of hatred.

Silence, silence, only silence, surrounded by shocking loneliness, you must know that people are isolated by nature, apart from communication, how do you understand other people's thoughts? What's more, human beings are born fragile, and their true self after a disguise has been removed is actually a disadvantage. It needs the tolerance of others so that it will not be limited to despair, but people's indifference leads to this tolerance can only be limited. .

So do you want to take off the mask? The true self is the one who lacks moral values, indulges in sexuality, narcissism, and self-centeredness, while others see me as loyal, dedicated, tolerant, and listening. Showing your true self terrifies you, your lack of morality makes you out of tune with your environment and makes you question yourself; but wearing a fake face leaves you exhausted, feeling trapped in all sorts of "must haves", and eventually Elizabeth two. Neither chooses, falling into endless silence.

Elizabeth chose to remain silent, while Elma chose to reveal her true self. The former was a form of despair, while the latter was an attempt. Elizabeth was like a god who could see through everything. Since human beings are cursed, they will be destroyed, so she simply shut her mouth. Waiting for the final judgment; Elma is a person of hope and fear at the same time. She seems to admit the flaws and fragility of human beings. in fear of giving up.

It got me thinking about my relationship with my boyfriend, and my self-knowledge deepened as we interacted.

I met him on the Internet. It is undeniable that at that time, I beautified myself intentionally or unintentionally, and faced him with a beautiful mask. You can be more "excellent". I chose to express myself in words, because we communicate mainly online, and I disguised myself as a male peacock with a gorgeous tail, which was both proud and illusory. When I write, I think about the various reactions of others when they read it, and I hope that what I get is affirmation rather than doubt, and I hope that the person on the opposite side of the Internet can appreciate myself.

To this day, I don’t want to deny my past, I don’t want to cover up, beautify, but I don’t feel ashamed, blame myself, and taking off my mask is just my conscious behavior in love. Loving someone always makes me feel something I want to tell. The other party's secret impulse, hoping that the other party can understand him and understand this sense of vulnerability. Although the process is uneasy, it is also calm.

At the same time, I have also deepened my understanding of myself. I am essentially a whiteboard. Even if the colorful fuel painted on it can shape the sinking fish and geese, if it can be easily wiped off, it means that it has not really entered my heart. If any language does not come from the heart, it is not necessary to speak it.

As a result, I became more cautious and less expressive and engaged, but I was also anxious about the emptiness inside, which also led me to think about what my true self is like? How do I go on? I think that only by knowing the true self can one find the way to self-improvement. Catering to any kind of experience of others or the principles of any book, without absorbing yourself, can only produce hypocrisy and lies, deceiving both the other party and yourself, and making yourself a corner of other people's script forever.

But of course, in order to improve any kind of relationship, both parties need to reveal themselves and admit their fragility and flaws, as brave as Elma in the movie, but also need both parties' tolerance and genuine understanding of each other, that is, to There is a consensus in the compassion of human frailty that people are not perfect, but people can improve themselves. Through frank communication and mutual support, people can walk out of the road of despair.

Negative indifference and mockery of human nature do not improve the human condition, but only worsen it. Only compassion (understanding that one is in the same situation as others), open communication, and relentless questioning of meaning can truly improve the human situation.

But most importantly, practice! Understand, but also need continuous practice!

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  • Sister Alma: Karl-Henrik and I rented a cottage by the sea once. It was June, and we were all alone. One day, when Karl-Henrik had gone into town, I went to the beach on my own. It was a warm and lovely day. There was another girl there. She'd paddled over from another island because our beach was sunnier and more secluded. We lay there, sunbathing beside one another, complete naked, dozing now and then, putting suntan lotion on. We had those cheap straw hats on, you know? I had a blue ribbon around mine. I lay there peeping out from under my hat at the landscape and the sea and the sun. It was kind of funny. Suddenly I saw two figures leaping about on the rock above us. They would hide and then peek out. "There's a couple of boys looking at us," I told the girl. Her name was Katarina. "Let them look," she said, and turned over on her back. It was a strange feeling. I wanted to jump up and put my robe on but I just lay there on my stomach with my bottom in the air, not at all embarrassed, completely calm. Katarina lay there next to me the whole time, with her breasts and thick thighs. She just lay there sort of giggling to herself. I noticed that the boys had come closer. They just stood there looking at us. I noticed they were terribly young. Then one of them - the more daring of the two - came up and squatted down next to Katarina. He pretended to be busy picking at his toes. I felt so strange. Suddenly I heard Katarina say, "Hey, why don't you come over here?" She took him by the hand and helped him off with his jeans and shirt. Then suddenly he was on top of her. She guided him in with her hands on his behind. The other boy just sat on the slope and watched. I heard Katarina whisper in the boy's ear and laugh. His face was right next to mine. It was red and swollen. Suddenly I turned over and said, "Aren't you coming over to me too?" And Katarina said, "Go to her now." He pulled out of her and fell on top of me, completely hard. He grabbed my breast. It hurt so bad. I was ready somehow and came almost at once. Can you believe it? I was about to say, "Careful you don't get me pregnant" when he suddenly came. I felt it like never before in my life, the way he sprayed his seed into me. He gripped my shoulders and arched backward. I came over and over. Katarina lay on her side and watched and held him from behind. After he came, she took him in her arms and used his hand to make herself come. When she came, she screamed like a banshee. Then all three of us started laughing. We called to the other boy, who was sitting on the slope. His name was Peter. He came down, looking all confused and shivering despite the sunshine. Katarina unbuttoned his pants and started to play with him. And when he came, she took him in her mouth. He bent down and kissed her back. She turned around, took his head in both hands, and gave him her breast. The other boy got so excited that he and I started all over again. It was just as good as before. Then we went for a swim and parted ways. When I got home, Karl-Henrik was already back from town. We ate dinner and drank some red wine he'd brought. Then we had sex. It's never been as good, before or since. Can you understand that?

  • Sister Alma: I should go get your dinner tray -- fried liver and fruit salad. It looked quite good.