Then I came to see balada triste de la trompeta.. Translated as sad trumpet song.
In my opinion, it should be translated as "Horror Trumpet"!
I watched a horror movie alone at night, and some scenes were "frightened by my heart and soul" and felt that I would have a nightmare tonight... The scene of
Carrero Blanco's assassination was strongly implanted in the back of the movie, and there was no surprise.
There are too many bloody clips (some of which I directly blocked the screen and couldn’t bear to look directly), and there are also movies about the dehumanizing of the Spanish Civil War.
Vegetables and radishes have their own love.
It can only be said that this one from Álex de la iglesia is rather meaty and has a very bloody smell.
If the director wanted to make the audience feel the trauma of the Spanish Civil War and the psychological horror that still lingers after the war from this film, it worked for me.
The crazy behavior of the two "crazy for love" clowns, as well as the "masochistic" psychology of the heroine, make people shudder (seriously suspect that the heroine suffers from "stockholm syndrome"). Especially triste payaso, a fat man who looks weak and naive, in fact, he can see from a young age that either he doesn't show his power, and when he shows his power, he is not "human." He grew up in hatred and darkness since childhood. Under his father's advice, he was destined to be "triste payaso" all his life.
Either a clown or a murderer, both clowns are psychologically deformed to the extreme.
Only the past of the fat clown is mentioned here, but the past of the tall clown is not mentioned at all, but just from his various brutal behaviors, his childhood is not much better than the fat clown, and even more tragic Woolen cloth.
Every perverted clown has a past that can't bear to look back and can't bear to dwell on, especially that past is still set against the background of the whole country being divided and fighting each other. Human nature is a luxury.
The color of the whole movie is gray, black and gray. The most eye-catching is the clown's white and white face, the heroine's red cloth strip, and the blood splattered everywhere. This kind of visual conflict is really a horror movie feel.. .but please don't have nightmares tonight.
When the heroine died at the end, when the two clowns looked at each other and cried and laughed, they felt that no matter how deformed and distorted their personalities were, they still needed a carrier of love, even if it contained them because of war. And the perverted, twisted and abused, full of suffocating love.
War is like a nuclear weapon. The seemingly invisible psychological trauma left after the war is like the nuclear radiation in the soil in the air after the passing of the atomic bomb. Although it can’t be seen or touched, it has arbitrarily deprived people of the normal life that people should have enjoyed. Whether physical or psychological.
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