What about this other world? Not only Wu Ma, Xianglin’s wife, they want to look forward to Socrates, Buddha, and Dante also want to explore with curiosity—except for Confucius's alternative of "I don't know how to live, I don't know how to die." Among them, Dante's description is the most detailed. He described for us the rigorous system of another world: hell, pure world, heaven. This may be regarded as a generalization of the western concept of this subject. The East is basically similar, but it is a dichotomy. There is only the underworld and the heaven. There is also a chaotic area in between, for some lonely ghosts or temporary residences that cannot be registered for a while. However, it is a temporary transfer station and cannot be named. It's not listed. The East and the West do not encompass the entire world. There is also South America. (It is novel and unique to drag South America in parallel with the East and the West. This view is suggested to be demonstrated by Hu Lancheng and his nonsense disciples. It will definitely make some people see the natural "clouds hanging over the sea, shaking the sky". Well, here it is. When I’m talking nonsense.) Where all the worlds overlap, Aureliano in a hundred years of loneliness, his father is in the dream world, in the world of death, in the world of death, and can travel freely in this world and be able to interact with old people in another world. When they met and chatted, they were so serious and thoughtful. This was the attitude his old grandmother told the little Marquez, and it was probably the attitude of ordinary South Americans. On the contrary, it was close to what Buddhism called the ten directions of the same world.
Pull it back. Now Zia is in another world. The light in this world looks half-bright, as if staying at a certain dawn or a certain twilight forever, is a gray world-there are also colors, but all are dimmed and gray, hiding itself; The layout is neat and rigid, the streets are desolate, rubbish cans are smashed, lying shamelessly on the avenue; there is no smile, forever. He felt that this world seemed worse than the one he used to. What's terrible is that he still thinks of Desri, the ex-girlfriend who empathizes with the former world. Even thought about it even more. She committed suicide in vain. Kong Zi came to this lost world. He was gloomy next to this day. Working in a kamikaze pizza restaurant with an indifferent expression (although I would nervously look at the boss’s reaction when I spilled the pizza on the floor), leaning on the bed with a dignified manner (although I was reading a novel about perfectionism), He didn’t care about eating his roommate’s cheese and he didn’t care even when the other party was angry: he started to be kind of like a monk who beats the clock day by day-just like that, suddenly another day he learned the news: Desri was also there. In this world. So he got excited, his love was not dead, and he wanted to find her. In this way, he persuaded Eugene—a guy who died of his beloved electric guitar because of his ideal disillusionment. He has completely died, and he is accustomed to the world—to start the journey of finding love together. They met all kinds of suicides, among them they met McCain, and they went along together. One was wearing bright red clothes and short hair, naively and stubbornly looking for "PIC" (person in charge), as determined as K in the castle. On the way of the threesome, arguing and friction, Zia and McCain have a good relationship with each other, and Eugene also met and fell in love with a woman. Zia actually found Desri, but he was unfamiliar. Although Desri also had the joy of meeting, she was more immersed in a ridiculous "cult". In the atmosphere, her suicide had nothing to do with him, but to follow the leader. Zia felt strangely strange. The light of reality made him a little dizzy, as if the romantic beach they were on at dawn turned out to be just a gathering place for drug abusers and prostitutes. And McCain really found the PIC, and can return to the world after review. Eugene also left with the woman he loved. He is the only one left now. Zia thought of the black hole under the car that swallowed everything—sunglasses, tapes, and food were all lost there. At first they were always surprised at each loss, but in the end they became numb, and even now even McCarthy was also lost. It's nothing if it's lost, it's just a matter of habit, and now he wants to abandon himself too. Of course it could be another suicide-but this time I no longer fantasize about designing the things behind me, it is really frustrating, just when we watched the red light come on and the Audio-Technica shook the "stop" tinklingly. , Zia has been silently jumping into the black hole. In the chaos and chaos, he returned to the world—because of the help of a high-level person he had once known, his files were erased. He woke up in the hospital bed, and his parents talked vaguely with the doctors in the distance. On the next bed is McCain, they looked at each other for a while, as if they were really awake, and smiled at each other.
This is such a story. A suicidal parable:
This world is not better than the human world, but it is not worse, in fact, it is a part of this world, the other side of the world. And we are constantly committing suicide, and dying again and again, leaving this world, and then resurrecting (maybe by that high-level person, a relative, or ourselves) so that we can constantly see our side by little by little. The world-of course, sometimes part of us will die forever in a certain world and never come back.
When I watched the introduction of this movie, I liked it very much. But when I watched it, I was a little disappointed, because it’s not the tune I like. In the movie, the description of the world is too scribble: the light is not well laid out, the details are understated, or because this is not what the director cares about, he wants It's just meaning and events, but the irony is too slippery and not sharp enough. For example, Eugene can't make people feel how ironic he is. After his ideals are shattered, he enters the world and complements each other. And the director likes him quite a lot, and also makes him find love. He who found love didn't have the so-called salvation, it was still the same. For example, the soldier who committed suicide in the Vietnam War, compared to that world, what is his attitude toward this world, okay? broken? unknown. Another example is the Kamikaze pizza restaurant. If the bully red Buddha has something to say, it is nothing more than a display, and the madness and absurdity of religious incitement can not be described. In short, I got a lot of points, but I always tasted it. But how do you explain the film review homework? Had to tell it again now. I regard it as a fable-a fable is a thing of better quality than essays. The advantage is that even if you write badly, write sloppyly, write shallowly, as long as you get the meaning, you can hold it up (like in a primary school classroom) I slept for forty minutes, and then in the last five minutes, I copied down the notes of the same table, "This article passed... expresses...", so that the teacher feels that I have read the entire article and myself Think so)
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