At first, the three-minute-long non-rhythmic string music (or simply pulling the strings) made me think that my headphones were broken. The camera language of stream of consciousness instantly elevates the film by more than one level.
Then the title of the film appeared in my happy anticipation, and it really did not disappoint me. The pictures after that reminded me of super slow rhythms such as "Michelle", "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia" and "Sacred Car Dealers". The soundtrack is more important for a number of features that people can't understand for a long time.
Well, it really is a high-end movie. I secretly gave a five-star pre-judgment score in my heart.
Then the goddess appeared in full nudity. If you startle my glasses in minutes, your mother won't give me any mental preparation? But for my plump aesthetics, these are all artistic images, and I feel a strong harmony and beauty from nature.
Then the goddess put on clothes and began to study the behavior and psychology of human women. Why do I see that she is not human anymore? Because I was spoiled before! That's right, that sucks.
Then the suspense began, and men with ulterior motives walked slowly towards science with their tall penis... oh, into the abyss. What is the goddess doing? Although I was spoiled by the fact that she is not human, I was not spoiled by the ending of the movie.
Then I patiently looked down slowly. Even "The Tree of Life" can't be fast-forwarded to watch this slow pace! ?
Then I was drawn to this soundtrack. Really awesome soundtrack. I've always felt that a soundtrack that understands what you need and then gives you what it is is the best.
Then my mother called me to dinner.
Then I continued to watch after I finished eating bean and rice minced meat, braised beef, stir-fried water spinach and crispy cabbage soup.
Then the goddess kept taking it off and putting it on and taking it off. I feel like this is a conspiracy. Because the blood that goes to my stomach to aid digestion is going elsewhere, it may be a big chess game trying to get me indigestion.
Then I stood up and massaged my stomach while watching.
Then I found that in this film, except for the goddess, which has been featured all the time, all the other characters were included in the shot in a single stroke, so that I didn't remember any of the supporting characters' faces after watching it. Except for the swollen face, of course, but I don't believe it's not makeup.
Then the goddess was raped by the bald uncle in the grove...it failed. The skin was torn to reveal the alien's black body, and the fine hairs on his arms that seemed to be poking hard. The alien could, of course, stare blankly at the goddess' face, and then blinked, leaving two lines of hot tears.
Then, the bald uncle, a forest ranger (or a lumberjack), completely disregarded the policy that the forest is strictly forbidden to carry open flames and set the aliens on fire, and the forest did not ignite in cooperation.
Then the aliens ran and ran with the fire, and finally fell dead in a field of snow. The charred skin was burnt black. The scorched black smoke slowly rose, dissipating in the snow with the budding human psychology of the aliens and the failed attempt to integrate into the human race at the betrayal of the organization.
Then the camera goes up, snow falls on the camera piece by piece, and the whole world goes silent.
Then it's over.
To be honest, I think I should have understood.
It was a really amazing viewing experience.
Of course this wonder is a compliment, I think.
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