In the two scenes, the camera looked up at the three of Ma Gao, Xiao Hei and Natalie, hugging each other, spinning frantically, singing hysterically: "Is this the moonlight at noon?/Is this the midnight sun?" Two This moment is not the dividing point between day and night, but it can mark the trough of the most anger and depression in the twenty-four hours. Normal time, but deliberately shifting the original day/month, implying the inversion of ground and underground, order and chaos, reason and madness. The Greek word "light" breeds "imagination". Light and floating living things also breed beautiful dreams. On the one hand, light with mechanical rationalism reflects the real beings on the retina, and preserves the image. What you see is what you see. On the other hand, the light nature is fluid and beautiful, difficult to domesticate, and evokes the ambition of human beings to capture and use. It also has its own protective color, and it cleverly turns around the objects of human sight, and cunningly projects human feelings of praise and criticism. It's not only dual characteristics, but also the ability to wander in temptation and rigidity. On the Europa continent, light splits into two paths after the 17th century, thriving with enlightenment intelligence, and self-assertive romanticism. Light fights in the waves, kisses in the fight, and kills in the kiss.
European philosophers said, “The night is the sublime, and the day is the beauty.” The aesthetic experience is related to timeliness and intertwined in the series of discontinuous periods. But based on the land of Yugoslavia, the so-called odes of light are all disintegrated, just like the day and night of Datong in the world, the black and white are turned upside down, and the "decent" odes are attacked with a playful tone and bare-handed manpower.
Where is the light source of "Underground"? Xiao Hei's original wife gave birth in full view, and a group of workers desperately raised their bicycles to illuminate the crying baby with their car lights. The first light received by babies came from the fruits of the Industrial Revolution, which in a sense was a light source that humans robbed of nature and domesticated. Losing the aura of nature, babies have been far away from nature since they were born, feeding on the dirty underground air, and the world in their cognition has only the tunnels extending in all directions, the humid and dirty environment, and scattered, indifferent dot lights. The baby grows up, people in the underground hold weddings, and the bride wears white gauze and is fixed in a car for parade. Because there is no water, Ophelia no longer drifts in the water. The baby ran out of the tunnel with his father, only to know the shape of the rising red sun.
The other kind of light source comes from the movie set. The director is like the creator, directing the arrangement of lights, shaping the silhouette of the character scene, and artificially shaping the reality. At the end, the banquet was over, Xiao Hei rushed to the ground with his son and broke into the set. The screen and the ground were like fig leaves, shaky, but no one had broken it before. Only two decades of experience like a courageous experience, or the inflated complacency of claiming to be a leader, or the stupid holding of a solid faith. Only a fool can break the truth and the illusion. The ground and the underground reunited, the boundary between day and night collapsed, and the two artificial lights escaped together.
Light can be blocked arbitrarily, but as long as the gap is opened, it will flee quickly. Once the "true" or false reality is broken, the false and harmonious order will naturally collapse. People underground cannot live underground forever, and people on the ground cannot indulge in self-hypnosis forever. "Communist//Prostitution is a great basement!" It framed Yugoslavia's wrestling twentieth century, like a soft banner, lingering around stubborn citizens. At the end of the film, the land collapsed, and a corner of the people carrying the people floated in the ocean, moving further and further, while the people on the island sang. Political metaphors are obvious, self-hypnosis and collective carnival, the essence is that we just don't want to wake up and can't wake up-"We are all crazy, but we have not been checked out."
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