The film has a strong South African style, a rough music style, and a mottled composition of light and shadow, which makes it easy for people to enter the play.
Tsotsi, oddly enough, I like the word. At first, I didn't like this man very much. He was taciturn and could face each other with a sword if he disagreed. When I saw him killing people on the train with a blank expression, I felt a shudder in an instant, as if seeing us The other side of society is very dark. This, always let me automatically block the side.
Tsotsi is loveless. The actor's eyes illustrate this very well. An AIDS mother and an alcoholic father kept both sides out of touch with the loving side. The look in his eyes as he looked at Miriam, the nursing young woman, made me feel so sympathetic. How unloving he is. The sight of his mother reaching out to him at the hospital bed was a source of warmth and pain. He longed to walk into his mother, but there was always a force in his way. So his only outlet is violence.
Actually he understands. He beat boston just because, he opened his bloody scar, he couldn't face such a dark side at all. When he said i'm sorry to the old man at the station and Boston, he suddenly felt that he was just a child who lacked love and went to find out love in his own way.
He protected the kidnapped child. Many commented that it was because he wanted to take on the responsibility of being a father. In fact, I felt that he regarded the kid as his younger self and hoped to return to his childhood and let the now powerful To protect myself at the time, I didn't know anything and only ran in the fields. He killed Butcher for the child's father, john, to some extent, to protect the father. Did he completely put himself in the position of a child?
He asked the child, do you want to go back to your splendid home?
I think what he wants to ask more is, why doesn't he have such a warm, splendid home of his own? The ability of society to allocate resources is limited. We will always see some people who have everything we envy, so in our hearts, whether we admit it or not, there will always be a question: Why don’t I?
I think that's the source of David's pain. From this, the bottom of our society is the same, why is the hatred of the rich so serious now? It is such a contradiction, such a vicious circle from generation to generation. Why?
david has no answers, and neither do we. Fortunately, David received compensation for his childhood from the baby. After witnessing the love of mother and father, he finally understood love and self-esteem.
The moment he raised his hand, I was really relieved. Suddenly I felt very, very sad.
Why? why!
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