The game between the mind and the id - a happy fight

Rebekah 2022-10-16 18:35:40

Watched Woody Allen's The Unreasonable over the weekend. The whole story is based on a satire of irrationality in humanity, in which the "Knowledge" people have a ridiculously wrong perception of themselves. The discrepancy between self-knowledge and reality becomes the skeleton of this absurd story, presenting the viewer with a good show of struggle between consciousness and "my existence", form and essence.

Emma Stone's almost borderless emerald eyes are too suitable for the role of neurotic literary schoolgirls. Jill, a female student played by Emma, ​​thought she was romantic and avant-garde, but finally collapsed in the face of her unreasonable lover's outrageous actions. After being unable to digest the so-called justice murder theory of the "Cutting-Edge" lover, he quickly returned to the original mainstream imported values, that is, the middle-class moral standard in his mouth, and returned to his own stable old road. The professor's initial assessment of her was just right to be verified when she said to her friend, "Maybe I'm not that edgy, and Roy is more suitable for me" - Jill is only romantic for romance's sake, she says The love is to satisfy an image that she wants to establish, and in essence she loves neither Roy nor Abe. This self-perceived image is ultimately only the result of collapse - Woody here seems to be a double arrow satirizing the demonic intellectual and the non-magic middle class, who can't be each other, look down on each other, but inevitably share with each other Similar hysterical qualities. At the end of the movie, Woody tried his best to be ironic and arranged a seaside monologue for Jill that Qianfan knew himself. Jill talked about the insights of the rest of his life, and showed keywords such as "self-awareness". The only shortcoming is that we all know that this is fake. The truth is that self-recognition is still vague, and no matter how many times I look at the sea, I can't make up for the gap between consciousness and authenticity, and the next absurd fight in the name of love can already be foreseen. It's just that the story is over, it has nothing to do with the viewer.

Joaquin plays Abe, a middle-aged philosophy professor who, through an absurd murder, achieves a seamless transition from depressive self-destructive romance to optimistic hypocritical worldliness. Abe in the first half of the film is a typical intellectual. He writes philosophical papers and books, and teaches at a university. He has participated in various rights protection movements, and is eager to contribute to the establishment of a better world, but he is sent to the abyss by the tragedy of reality. . He experienced the death of his friend, the betrayal of his wife, and now the only thing he has is philosophy, but he is deeply shameless about the gap between philosophy and life. The wind is now powerless. Rich tragic experiences make his knowledge more decadent and sexy. Abe's romantic and dangerous complex temperament makes simple and intelligent female students unable to stop - of course, honest professors refuse, they can make an appointment and even communicate with poetry, as long as the love is Simple friendship. Woody presents us with a perfect Mary Sue middle-aged male lead - only hypocritical perfection. As with lies, the highest level of hypocrisy is hypocrisy in the unconscious. In the first half of Abe's philosophical discussion, he used a series of philosophical expositions to deceive the essence of hypocrisy and emptiness. In the second half, he sublimated to the use of great love for the world—that is, sacrificing oneself to help others to eradicate the world's evil—to cover up cowardice, inferiority, and confusion. After Jill discovered the murder justice theory, she was angry and overwhelmed and told Abe that she could not debate whether it was justice or not. She understood that all middle-class (or socially popular) value systems could not be the foundation of the debate in Abe's eyes. Abe is too good at packing theories with theories and covering up his thoughts with thoughts. However, when he is bewildered by himself step by step and forgets the moral standards that he does not care about, the only person who can deceive the packing of theories and the cover up is himself. . In this story, it doesn't really matter who fell into the abyss of the elevator. The metaphor of the flashlight is just a little game of Woody. Whoever lives and dies belongs to the direction of the superficial story. Bao Shi came to an end. The rest is to enjoy the sketches with jazz music.

In this film, Woody interestingly splices all the essential "anti" on the "positive" of thought, which is absurd and ironic, but makes people speechless and have to admit its reality. Jill is full of middle-class morality and sanity, while chasing romance, danger, and avant-garde love with all her might. Abe believes that he is noble and fearless to preach justice for God, and in essence, he tries his best to protect himself, and hypocritically pursues the optimistic meaning in the world (different from ordinary people, he is murdered, perhaps showing the "realm" of high knowledge in Woody's eyes). The characters written by Woody, while feeling very good about themselves, also have an essential dislike of self. Narcissism and self-loathing coexist. It seems that only endless self-mockery and self-mockery can give life to some "existence" 's motivation. As a double layman in cinema and philosophy, he thought Woody's ironic fist had struck this time, but the weakness and strain of the story made his focus slack in the air. I enjoy reading the inner story, and the superficial narrative is regarded as entertainment. After all, there are romantic tones and brisk jazz to accompany it.

And I, who have always been addicted to chatter, still look forward to this year's coffee commune.

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Irrational Man quotes

  • [first lines]

    Abe: [narrating] Kant said human reason is troubled by questions that it cannot dismiss, but also cannot answer. Okay, so, what are we talking about here? Morality? Choice? The randomness of life? Aesthetics? Murder?

    Jill: I think Abe was crazy from the beginning. Was it from stress? Was it anger? Was he disgusted by what he saw as life's never-ending suffering? Or was he simply bored by the meaninglessness of day-to-day existence? He was so damn interesting. And different. And a good talker. And he could always cloud the issue with words.

    Abe: Where to begin? You know, the existentialists feel nothing happens until you hit absolute rock bottom. Well, let's say that when I went to teach at Braylin College, emotionally, I was at Zabriskie Point. Of course, my reputation, or should I say a reputation, preceded me.

  • Abe Lucas: Jill had been right in her appraisal of me. I was teetering on the brink of some kind of breakdown, unable to deal with my feelings of anger, frustration, futility. They say that drowning is a painless way to go.