Many of the lenses have brought the beauty of light, sculpture, and architecture to the extreme. Even though I have been to Rome, I can only see the flowers from afar. Even if I magnify all my senses, I cannot experience too much. Only the majesty of the lost empire melted into the bells and the gray-yellow stones.
I have not read many European poems because there are too few resonances and so many subjects. But I think this movie can turn every line into poetry, with visuals and stories, it's perfect.
The protagonist is a writer, and he is over 500 years old. When paired with Rome, this poem begins. Of course, watching this battle is definitely not about telling a beautiful love story or becoming a commercial film about the return of the king. Just a man going downhill, living in a city that is going downhill.
In this film, the irony is the point, the lines are impressive, and in the description of a funeral, a funeral should be a place of great grief in the eyes of the layman, and perhaps for a loved one, yes. But for those who attended the funeral, it was just a place for performances. He put forward a few tips, and then actually practiced them in the funeral, which made people laugh and cry. Yes, to outsiders, all we need is to appear grief. Do people in this city care about the lives of others?
Suddenly I feel that young people are always pursuing things that are shiny on the surface, flaunting themselves, and learning those things that others think they can stand on the table and think that they are great. I never thought about the nature of these behaviors. This is our current situation. They are all so powerless, and we can only rely on the size of the voice to prove our dissatisfaction. This movie is silent, but profound, and young people will never be able to express the profoundness.
The protagonist never wrote a book again because he was desperate for a city and never found anything more beautiful. Compared with the beautiful title, it is still ironic.
"They've asked me for years
why I don't write a novel anymore? But
look at these people,
this savage life,
this is my life,
Nothing.
Flaubert tried to write a book about nothing,
but he failed.
can i do it? "
In a flashy and unbearable life, can we still create wonderful works? The
protagonist has always recalled the affair in his youth, interspersed with later stories. Was it love before? Is it a special emotion for new things, or is it really wonderful?
"Usually the end of things is death,
but first there will be life,
hidden in this and that,
I can't say enough,
in fact, it has already settled in the noise,
Silence is emotion,
love is also fear,
beautiful light,
wild and impermanent,
those hardships, misery,
and painful human nature
are buried under the embarrassment of being born as a human being, and
I can't say enough.
In fact, it's just a flashy cloud of smoke.
I don't care about flashiness, so that's where the novel begins, and in the
end, it's just a trick.
Yes, just a trick. "
When a person is over 500 years old, he is already on the downward slope of life. When you climb to the top of life, you will find the most beautiful thing in the world, the thing you are looking forward to the most, you think about conquering, wanting to get, and wanting to prove it to everyone. People look. But after you go over the mountain, you have to go down. You will face death. You know that when you see the end of the downhill road is where you should disappear, you will really think that you are still going uphill. Is it really meaningful to have something to fight for?
When I finish writing a movie review, I feel more sad than when I watch the movie. Maybe I just borrow the content of the movie and record what I want to say.
Before middle age, Just read a middle-aged poem.
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