Life and death scene under black and white lens (association of some details)

Grayce 2022-04-04 09:01:08

"In the countryside, people and animals, together, are busy living and dying." This is Xiao Hong's life and death scene, and it is also very suitable for this movie.

The whole film is a narration of Nietzsche's crying horse incident in Turin square, another participant "horse", and all this retrieving is just a fantasy, which reflects the philosophical concept of director Bella Tarr. Regarding the spiritual thinking of film reviews, there are already too many great film reviews, and there is no need to repeat them. You can read a few popular film reviews, and I have learned a lot from them.
And what I want to say here is what kind of fantasy I have derived from the long and silent scenes when watching the movie. The use of "silence" here may bring ambiguity, "and BGM", but This BGM role is indeed used to contrast the silent scene.
Let's talk about the family of Turin Horse first, a disabled old man and his daughter, the daughter is not young, but still at home, either never married or lost (dead or divorced) her husband. The mother's role is missing in the family, and the reason should be death , there is a woman in the photo, she is respected, the heroine with limited social and information sources, there is no reason to protect a photo that is not her mother, and she can't get other photos), the old man's more aggressive behavior and attitude, and then Coupled with the daughter's nostalgia for her mother, it is conceivable that the mother used to be the most important maintenance in this family. Only the existence of such a role, with obedience and tolerance to her husband and tenderness to her daughter, may be able to save such a fragmented family. The old man and his daughter have feelings for each other, and the heroine is willing to pay for the father, always taking on the housework outside the father's work and taking the initiative to help change clothes; the father still loves his daughter and longs for more interaction between the two. There is always expectation in the eyes of looking at the daughter. It is paradoxical that the father and daughter have similar personalities but reject each other's character. The same-sex repulsion leads to the scene presented in the picture.
The second is the arrival of the old man and the drunkard. Alcohol is the last spiritual sustenance of the drunkard and his way of escaping reality. He drunkenly said a bunch of jerky remarks for the old man. Only angrily responded with a sentence of "nonsense", (the corresponding picture: the father took more alcohol than usual after losing the water source); the daughter's book with the gypsies, when reading the book left by the gypsies, the daughter was disconnected Let's start, I don't know if she understands it. In the film, these two are places where they can draw from, but the way they face it is disappointing. In the end, the only impression left by my father and daughter on me is the empty, backlit back of the two of them facing the window.

The black and white picture removes a lot of unnecessary attraction. The use of light alone can make the audience grasp the key point, and because of the black and white picture, the gray and dark are purer. Combined with the soundtrack and the lonely long shot, it also makes people have to go. Think deeper about the various connections between life and death.

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  • Orland 2022-04-07 09:01:06

    Bella Tarr's consistent style, black and white images, long shots, wind and sand. The wind was so strong that the Steadicam shook. The topics are trivia: from today onwards, be a sad person. Feed the horses, chop wood, eat potatoes. From tomorrow, take care of well water and clothes. I have a house that faces the wind and is full of fallen leaves.

  • Bernardo 2022-03-30 09:01:12

    You don't even need to know what Tal is going to say, just surrender to the powerful atmosphere and feel it. The black and white long shot is magnificent, and it can already be compared to the status of the white ribbon in my heart. It even took a screenshot and used it as a poster. Everything was gone in six days, leaving only eternal emptiness. The only restlessness is the Fat Man and the Gypsies segment. It is right to give clues to solve the puzzle, but it loses the simplicity.

The Turin Horse quotes

  • Narrator: In Turin on the 3rd of January 1889, Friedrich Nietzsche steps out of the doorway of number six, Via Carlo Albert, perhaps to take a stroll, perhaps to go by the post office to collect his mail. Not far from him, the driver of a hansome cab is having trouble with a stubborn horse. Despite all his urging, the horse refuses to move, whereupon the driver - Giuseppe? Carlo? Ettore? - loses his patience and takes his whip to it. Nietzsche comes up to the throng and puts an end to the brutal scene caused by the driver, by this time foaming at the mouth with rage. For the solidly built and full-moustached gentleman suddenly jumps up to the cab and throws his arms around the horse's neck, sobbing. His landlord takes him home, he lies motionless and silent for two days on a divan until he mutters the obligatory last words "Mutter, ich bin dumm!" and lives for another ten years, silent and demented, under the care of his mother and sisters. We do not know what happened to the horse.

  • Bernhard: Everything's in ruins, everything's been degraded, but I could say that they've ruined and degraded everything, because this is not some kind of cataclysm coming about with so-called "innocent" human aid, on the contrary, it's about man's own judgment over his own self, which of course God has a big hand in, or, dare I say, takes part in, and whatever he takes part in is the most ghastly creation that you can imagine, because, you see, the world has been debased, so it doesn't matter what I say because everything has been debased that they've acquired and since they've acquired everything in a sneaky, underhanded fight, they've debased everything, because whatever they touch, and they touch everything, they've debased; this is the way it was until the final victory, until the triumphant end; acquire, debase, debase, acquire; or I can put it differently if you'd like, to touch, debase and thereby acquire, or touch, acquire and thereby debase; it's been going on like this for centuries, on, on and on; this and only this, sometimes on the sly, sometimes rudely, sometimes gently, sometimes brutally, but it has been going on and on; yet only in one way; like a rat attacks from ambush; because for this perfect victory it was also essential that the other side, that is, everything's that's excellent, great in some way and noble, should not engage in any kind of fight, there shouldn't be any kind of struggle, just the sudden disappearance of one side meaning the disappearing of the excellent, the great, the noble, so that by now the winners who have won by attacking from ambush rule the earth and there isn't a single tiny nook where one can hide something from them because everything they can lay their hands on is theirs, even things that they can't reach but they do reach are also theirs; the heavens are already theirs and theirs are all our dreams; theirs is the moment, nature, infinite silence; even immortality is theirs, you understand?; everything, everything is lost forever, and those many nobles, great and excellent just stood there, if I can put it that way; they stopped at this point and had to understand and had to accept that there is neither God nor gods, and the excellent, the great and the noble had to understand and accept this right from the beginning, but, of course, they were quite incapable of understanding it, they believed it and accepted it but they didn't understand it; they just stood there, bewildered but not resigned until something, that flash on the mind, finally enlightened them, and all at once they realized that there is neither God nor gods; all at once they saw that there is neither good nor bad; then they saw and understood that if this was so then they themselves did not exist either; you see, I reckon this may have been the moment when we can say that they were extinguished, they burnt out; extinguished and burnt out like the fire left to smolder in the meadow; one was the constant loser, the other was the constant victor; defeat, victory, defeat, victory; and one day, here in the neighborhood I had to realize and I did realize that I was mistaken, I was truly mistaken when I thought that there had never been and could never be any kind of change here on earth; because, believe me, I know now that this change has indeed taken place.