I never thought Wang Zuxian was beautiful, probably because after I gradually formed an aesthetic sense, Yi has already begun to age, and there are no more outstanding works. Knowing some boys in the 70s and early 80s, they all take "A Chinese Ghost Story" as the classic, and Wang Zuxian is the goddess of puberty. When I was young, I watched movies and read books, with a reverent heart of a newborn calf. When I saw beauty, I accepted it as beauty, and goodness as goodness. From then on, I used it as a blueprint for beauty and goodness, and did not do too much speculation. In the 1990s, when PS and cosmetic makeup were not very developed, actresses more or less depended on their talent to make them eye-catching, and the audience was much kinder, far less harsh than today. Therefore, when young women are more cautious than now, it is difficult for young men of Hong Kong film age in the video room not to be moved by the image of a female ghost who actively throws her arms around and smooches.
In 1987, Wang Zuxian made people feel warm and fragrant at a glance. Youth is always a woman's biggest capital, not to mention the baby fat that men like most. Even I feel itchy when I see it. But I don't know why, the photos of Wang Zuxian I've seen are all very flamboyant, mediocre, good-looking, and have no temperament. She is dynamic in "A Chinese Ghost Story", her expression and actions are either too much or not enough, there is not much to be commended. Of course, Hong Kong films in the 1980s had their own unique rhythm, and one cannot blame individual actors for their poor acting skills. Those sturdy eyeliners and eyebrows are already breath-taking, and the aesthetic changes have already turned upside down and become more diverse. But when it comes to interpreting a female ghost who overwhelmed the country and the city, Wang Zuxian was competent when he was young and pure, but the coquettishness and etherealness between his eyebrows were a little less meaningful, which was later found in "Green Snake". Very strong.
Re-watching the movie 20 years ago, it has been separated and reconciled. It is the kind of sympathetic observation of the encounter with the first love many years later. In 2009, I went to the theater to watch "Dong Xie Xi Po Definitive Edition", held my breath and compared the difference between the ultimate edition and the old version, capturing the youthful look that flashed like a shooting star on each actor's face. For example, the older brother in Mr. Lu Xun's writings who was obsessed with a kite, looking for his original self in images and memories, and remembering the words in "1984": "We are the dead."
Hong Kong films are the memory of a generation. From time to time, I will buy some gossip stories about Hong Kong films and books on the life and creation of Hong Kong filmmakers. Adolescence is not so beautiful, but at least honest, good-looking is good-looking, bad-looking is not good-looking, don't lie to yourself or others, don't be afraid of others' ridicule and don't be afraid of public opinion orientation, that heart is enthusiastic and transparent. It seems that the stomach knows nostalgia best, and everyone's aesthetics have their own imprints, about the spiritual journey of 13, 14, 17 or 18 years old.
A while ago, I saw Qi Qin in "Kangxi Has Come", 50 years old, except that he was a little darker and sang a stove pit, other than that. It is said that the girlfriend is 25 years old and has tattooed Qi Qin's name on her arm. When it comes to Wang Zuxian, Qi Qin said that he can still talk on the phone, but it is not that kind of relationship anymore. This conversation was not embarrassing at the beginning, and ended abruptly at the end - who really remembers the old people? Those who stare at the lace news of the ex-stars are actually more secretly calling the curtain for their youth.
Ning Caichen stumbled and walked on the mountain road, and the title song started. Twenty years have been Nie Xiaoqian's sleeves, as graceful as a flying dragon. At that time, my heart was like a child. I was never afraid of tomorrow, nor was I afraid of the lonely road ahead.
The road in the world is a
happy young man.
In the rough and rugged way, I can see how many directions of happiness are in the
sunshine
and the red dust. The wind and rain road is like a dream. Written on 2010-11-03
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