Is "restraint" the criterion for a good movie?

Larissa 2022-03-25 09:01:18

Who is "restraint"

What kind of "restraint" is the criterion for a good movie? I personally think that the creator's restraint in expression is good, but it cannot be equated with the "restraint" of the characters in his shots.

The real "person" is not the object "object" of aesthetic action, and it is definitely not a delicate machine that can always maintain the calm and calm attitude appreciated by high-level intellectuals (including tasteful, dignified and polite middle-class/petty-bourgeois film critics). "Aesthetics" carry machines.

Can any emotion in the world be "restrained"? You can't ask unrealistically good-looking gestures from characters in a realistic work. It is possible for the protagonists to have fun in their misery, but since it is necessary to be realistic, it is necessary to be cruel. When you are experiencing a painful moment like the death of your beloved sister, it is impossible for the words and deeds of the parties who truly have individual self-consciousness and conscience to maintain "restraint" and "calm" all the time. The decent appearance of "only revealing a touch of sadness" is not the reaction of a living person. What's more, the director has always portrayed the protagonists' children as characters who have conscience and dignity, understand and pursue beauty, have delicate emotions, and have a high degree of self-consciousness about life and self. .

The consumer market of "warm aesthetics" (to be supplemented)

No matter how big a disaster, it is necessary to let a group of beautiful, healthy and tasteful children wear artificial dirty faces and rags to sing flowers, make friends and watch the stars... It is really the personal obscenity of the snowflake author who has not experienced hardships in the greenhouse. Ironically, the director Hirokazu Kore-eda concealed the biggest tragedy of the prototype incident in order to maintain an artificially created "warm" aesthetic—the brother killed his sister together with his friend. There is no doubt that this is under the banner of criticizing reality. Actually doing glorification and escapism movies. Dare to ask, does Zhi really dare to dig deep into the real human nature, face the cruelty that really happened, and reveal the real root of human tragedy?

Who moved by "warm aesthetics"? Undoubtedly, it was the audience who stayed on the sidelines and watched calmly. Satisfied with what? It is based on the psychological needs of audiences who consume real suffering through the filter of warmth.

Highlights

The eldest son was abandoned by his school friends who used to play games together.

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Extended Reading

Nobody Knows quotes

  • Keiko, the mother: Now that we've moved into a new home, I'm gonna explain the rules to you, one more time. Let's promise to keep 'em, okay?

    Yuki: Okay. How many are there?

    Keiko, the mother: Okay, first of all: No loud voices or screaming. Can you do that?

    Yuki: I can.

    Keiko, the mother: Okay, next: No going outside.

    Yuki: Okay.

    Keiko, the mother: Can you do that? No even out on the veranda.

    Yuki: Okay, Mommy.

    Keiko, the mother: "Okay, Mommy." Can you keep that promise?

    Yuki: Sure!

    Keiko, the mother: Can you do it, little Shige-runt?

    Shigeru: MEEEEEW!

    Keiko, the mother: You gotta promise hardest, huh? Right? Absolutely no going outside. Can you do that? Bet you can-can.

  • Pachinko Parlor Employee: Shit. I'm 10 yen short. Lend me 10 yen.

    Akira Fukushima: Ten yen?

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: No big deal, huh? Lend me. What the hell is with that big wallet? What the hell is this?

    Akira Fukushima: It's a hand-me-down from Mom.

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: From who?

    Akira Fukushima: From Mom.

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: You moved, right? Roomy, huh? Any pubic hair comin', yet?

    Akira Fukushima: No...

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: Bullshit. I got mine in fifth grade.

    Akira Fukushima: No way.

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: No bullshit.

    Akira Fukushima: Well...

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: What the heck are you smiling about, huh?

    Akira Fukushima: Well, It's just that single mother's gine, well... there's no money...

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: Whoa. I don't have any money. What've you got left?

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: About 10,000 yen.

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: Oh, that's enogh, huh? You know, I'm in a hell of a jam. My stupid girlfriend, you know, she totally maxed out my credit cards. I'm badly off. I'm working my ass off, slowly paying it down, man. Uh, this is all I've got on me. This is it, the last time, huh?

    Akira Fukushima: Thanks, thank you.

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: Okay. I'm outta here.

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: By the way, Yuki ain't my kid. Every time I did with your mom, I used a prophylactic, huh? Good bye.

    Akira Fukushima: See ya.

    Pachinko Parlor Employee: Bye-bye.

    Akira Fukushima: Thanks for this.