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His death was a black hole, and there are many theories, and no one can tell why. Some hated him for being sloppy, others thought he was gentle. Some thought he deserved to be expelled from the town of Arles, others thought he died of a manic psychosis. Some people say that he is a great painter, some people think that he is not good for women.
So this film is to use the Rashomon method to explore what kind of person Van Gogh was.
But the final answer is: he burned himself and used art as a gift to the world.
Just like the dirty drivers and sisters, their hearts are only open to their own flesh and blood, and you will feel that they are inaccessible.
Read these two letters I have retranslated:
Who am I in the eyes of most people? A nameless, a void, a nuisance. A person who has never had a social status and will never have one in the future. To put it bluntly, it is the bottom layer of the bottom layer. Well, even if these are hard facts, one day in the future, I will use my works to tell the world that I am a nobody, something that is burning deep in the bottom of society.
Who am I, in the eyes of most people? A NOBODY, a non entity, an unpleasant person. Someone who has not, and never will have any position in society. In short, the lowest of the low. Well then, even if that were all absolutely true, then one day I will like to show by my work, what this nobody, this non entity has in his heart.
Perhaps the hardest thing to face in a painter's life is not death. For me, I admit I don't get it at all. But the stars in the sky often make me dream. Why, I ask myself, is the starlight in the sky so out of reach? Perhaps we can reach the stars through death. If you want to go there when you die of old age, you have to hike. It's too late, I'm going to bed, good luck and good night, and another handshake. Your dear Vincent.
In the life of the painter, death may perhaps not be the most difficult thing. For myself, I declare I don't know anything about it. But the sight of the stars always makes me dream. Why, I say to myself, should those spots of light in the firmament be inaccessible to us? Maybe we can take death to go to a star. And to die peacefully of old age would be to go there on foot. For the moment, i'm going to go to bed , because it's late, and I wish you good night and good luck, with handshake. Your loving Vincent.
2 The cafe owner said that he was kind and polite, beautiful and lovely, and she was the promoter of the male lead's investigation. The environment he is in is all paintings that Van Gogh once painted, including the figures. Let us be on the scene and walk into Van Gogh's circle of neighbors, friends, and scenery. This is a team of 100 artists, 10 years of effort is unusual.
As if Van Gogh's paintings came to life.
Yes, that's it, that's what they're trying to achieve.
Including going to the room where he died and reliving that night. Including the maid of the Gachet family who said he was blasphemous. Including the postman's family, expressed their condolences at his death. All these caused me to feel depressed for him for a month when the movie came out.
Death is the whole black hole. Everyone talks about it after his death, as if it were an indispensable presence. But only after his death did people know to cherish him, he was such a wonderful mind.
So he surpasses all the Van Gogh films I've seen, although there are so many.
Every time I think of Donji's father saying that Van Gogh didn't pick up the paintbrush until he was 30 years old, there is a kind of mentality that it's never too late to do anything. There was hope in my heart. everything is possible.
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