It's a movie that I quite like, and it was the first time I came across it in junior high school, and I found it to be exactly the feeling I wanted to get the most. I read the original novel "Especially Loud, Very Close" in high school. The story described in words is far more complex and profound than the movie. At the same time, its narrative has an unusual logic. Oscar is also the author's creativity and imagination, which is novel and eccentric. Like a child like an adult and like a lunatic like a philosopher, who are you kidding? Patient anxiety bullshit? Or cover up love and pain with redundant language? I can always find some of my favorite clips from it, and after the time has passed, I will open it up and re-savour it, and return to the experience of the mind wandering. This is the first thing I like the most about it.
After reading some reviews now, famous film critics and institutions do not buy this film, probably because it does not touch the essence of pain, it is too artificial, sensational and so on. From the perspective of bystanders on the other side of the world, the great grief of the 9/11 incident is nothing more than a breaking news. Since Americans and New Yorkers all think that the 9/11 series of movies are not easy or as comprehensive as they cannot be made, why bother me as a bystander. To comment on how the memories of 911 go deep into the soul, I will lower the level a bit. The author is from the perspective of a child, a sensitive, precocious, and even abnormal child compared to ordinary people to describe how he faced his lost beloved father. Here, my second favorite point.
Even though I've never been in this big city, I can say that in New York you meet all the different people.
The brightest thing about Oscar's approach is that he will relentlessly search all over New York for someone named Blake. So he met hundreds of Blakes of all shapes and sizes, the same sad, hugging, excavator workers, cello-playing female artists, mothers with five children, horse riders, dancers People, men in fancy clothes, middle-aged and elderly people who sing about God's beliefs, people who drive nails into trees, people who are warm, people who are not friendly... He also took pictures of them, and finally he took them All posted in the memoir of "Extremely Loud, Very Close". If I could, I would have the courage and purpose to visit strangers that I have never met, exchange our stories with each other, and then have a photo to record this scene, and understand the varied life trajectories of the world, instead of going through the door Sitting on the sofa awkwardly said, "Okay, that's it." I think it's mainly because Oscar has a sense of mission and gets to the bottom of things. After the visit, send a letter to everyone telling them how lucky we are to meet in this world, you know me, I know you, how happy I am and so on. We actually met once, you know? People in love might like these. Third, my favorite.
What the nine-year-old ignored was that he seemed to think that he was the only one who cared about his father and felt that his mother was calm, and that his grandfather seemed to suddenly come in from his life... Of course, this is not the case, It's just that relatives are reluctant to mention this sad thing day after day. The feelings of grandparents to father, mother to father are extremely solid, and the letters to Oscar in the novel all point to a theme, love, origin and future. Therefore, we can see more mature and immature, children's ideas in Oscar.
So far, every time I think of "Extremely Loud, Very Close", there seem to be thousands of vague thoughts flashing, wanting to express and want to be silent. I found the beauty I longed for in tragedy and criticism. As for whether it can be achieved, shrug and think about other things.
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