tree shadows in life

Elwyn 2022-03-26 09:01:10

A telling story.

There were no subtitles when I watched it, but I was still amazed. In the film, the summer wind blows through the constantly shaking lotus leaves, and the wind raises large reeds, winding paths in the bamboo forest, and shoots. The siblings frolicked away in the mud, the wind and grass moved and the leaves turned. In such harmony between nature and man, so serene.

The film unfolds from Apu's point of view, even though he wasn't born yet.

Apu's real debut is when his sister can't shake Apu and open his eyes, which is also the real development of the film's narrative. It is worth mentioning that when he was a baby, whether in his mother's arms or in his aunt's cradle, his eyes were closed.

An originally prestigious family slowly declined in this delicate and harmonious dull life, director Rey's mastery of rhythm and mise-en-scene could not tell that this was his debut.

The family is gradually despairing little by little, life has taken a turn, and life is irreversible.

After her sister left, Apu went out with an umbrella.

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  • Zane 2022-03-28 09:01:08

    I can see the beauty, from the text in the title to the scenery to the people, but I can't relate it at all. . Someone on the left is crying, someone on the right is snoring, and my heart is still like water. . I only occasionally feel that I can't watch this kind of film anymore. Indian men also exist just to make trouble. .

  • Brandy 2022-03-24 09:03:01

    Inexplicably gone, supplementary standard: 18.10.11, the first Rey. "I have never seen such an Indian movie" is the most promising and most suspenseful. Strengthening the "impermanence" in a weak dramatic atmosphere, and opening up the relationship between the character's spiritual outlook and "poetry" under the impeccable quality of life, I was conquered by these two points.

Pather Panchali quotes

  • Sarbojaya Ray: Durga. Durga, go see where the calf went.

  • Durga: Holy pond and flower garland, who worships here in the noonday sun? It is I, Leelavati, sister of my brothers. May my sons be numberless, and may I die by the holy Ganges. Mother Goddess, counsel me. I know not how to pray. Grant me this blessing.