Where is the end? The end is somewhere where we have to stop.

Branson 2022-03-25 09:01:18

My Documentary Project #1

It is the first time to use the new version of the editor, but I just don't use the functions other than the old version of the editor LOL.

What's most impressive is the German director's terrible English accent that's so different from most of his people... oh no, it's the soundtrack. The choice of music uses many musical instruments and singing skills that are used by residents of the Arctic region. The Scottish bagpipes make people feel sad, and the indirect female and male voices remind me of the Asgardians in Norse mythology. This makes the film that is already torturing life and human beings - I think the German director did not hide his thoughts. He used a lot of blank space to interview almost "all" residents in Antarctica objectively. The viewer is left with a lot of space for self-imagination and self-interpretation, but he should be inclined towards the end of the world - more religious.

Antarctica is a magical place. Here the lines of longitude meet at a point, and there is nowhere farther south, and the compass faces either the sky or the ground. Is there an end to the adventure? There is, right here.

Here "divers are like astronaurts floating in space", the edge of the sea here is a glacier that looks like frozen waves, the water here is like a huge blue frozen church, and a large number of shells are "kneeling" at the door. Pilgrim-like, the living sea creatures here are like aliens from sci-fi movies, the dolphins here? The sound is as unpredictable as Pink Floyd, and some of the penguins here are like a martyred priest who will die. The most amazing place is people, people who are summoned here by spiritual "forces" like some kind of particle that scientists want to touch.

All kinds of "wonderful flowers" are gathered here. After all, "if all of us humans fall, they will all fall to the Antarctic". Seeing them makes me realize that the world I live in is really boring. There are scientists who are keen to perform and put themselves into a duffel bag, such as the Tang monk and his apprentice who have gone through 9981 difficulties, there are philosophers who drive trucks, and there are self-exiled to a continent without language because the language they study was abandoned. linguists, biologists who decided to stop somewhere... They give me a sense of being out of place to escape this world, but they feel that they are so close to the "world" that they seem to be able to grasp the "real" world. I have a feeling that I don't quite understand where it came from: Compared with most Chinese people, our understanding of the world, including the direction of human beings, is too far from that of Westerners, and our philosophy is really different. Thankfully we're not alone like the descendant of Peruvian royalty who keeps showing his hands to the camera, although we still end up "brothers and sisters...walk hand in hand into distinction" (True Detectives).

My favorite is the end of the truck-driving philosopher, "It is through us that the universe can see how magnificent it is". About, as lou reed's lyrics say, "it must be nice to disappear", waiting for some kind of life after tens of thousands of years, going deep into the tunnel of minus seventy degrees in the South Pole, projecting "eyes" on Paper flowers surrounded by popcorn and frozen dried fish beside.

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Encounters at the End of the World quotes

  • Werner Herzog: It occurred to me that in the time that we spent with him in the greenhouse possibly three or four languages have died. In our efforts to preserve endangered species we seem to overlook something equally important. To me, it's a sign of a deeply disturbed civilization, where tree-huggers and whale-huggers in their weirdness are acceptable, while no one embraces the last speakers of a language.

  • Werner Herzog: For me, the best description of hunger is the description of bread. A poet said that once I think. For me, the best description of freedom is what you have in front of you. You're travelling a lot.