"This classmate is XXX, OOO, and has a wide range of hobbies..."
He has some willfulness. There are some arrogance, he has some rebellion, he has some madness, ah, ah, I am this elementary school student.
Go up to the house to uncover tiles, go down to the river to plan, raise guns to shoot birds, and bend over to catch chickens. A primary school student like me, who sees everything, finds it interesting, and wants to learn any unique skills. Those magical and fresh realms are huge wasteland after another, waiting to be discovered and explored. Moreover, this elementary school student is self-conscious and always feels that as long as he works hard to open up wasteland, he will have a harvest. In the age when the world has not yet communicated, he dared to say confidently: I can!
Later, when the elementary school learned that there is reincarnation in the world, he started to dream like this: to be a young football player in this life, to be a chess master in the next life, to be a handsome artist in the next life, and to be a vigorous master in the next life. Xia...The most idiotic thing is that he hopes that the craftsmanship he has studied in life after life will retain his memory and be passed on endlessly. After several lifetimes passed, he became an all-knowing man. Giant cattle, special cattle, super cattle. He alone is a combination of countless individuals.
Later, elementary school students became middle school students, middle school students became college students, and college students became drop-out students. He began to understand that a person is a person, and what a person can master is too damn limited. He even peeed outside the pool sometimes, and even his own little dick could not be held steady, let alone the delusion of being proficient in everything. So he began to YY.
It is YY, only YY. Watching movies is a way of YY.
Unwilling people will enter the parallel universe through movies. Tianxiang intermittently paste, sometimes movies are just such things: those other forks in the turning of life, countless possibilities and regrets of not being able to choose, use movies to continue. Through YY, we hop irregularly at the nodes of the fork, and shuttle back and forth between countless layers of parallel universes. Life is so rich. Not only can we live like this, but we can also live like that.
Our bodies are sitting in the theater, curled up on the sofa, and nestled in the bed. Our souls are out on the bloody streets, in the tall buildings hung by spiders, in the romantic Paris, and in the red and cold Mars. In another body, in countless bodies, countless incarnations, I am you, you are him, and he is us. We use YY to expand our world, and use movies to expand our hearts. In reality, what we can grasp is so limited. In the movie, we turn the finite into infinity through sensory experience.
This is the magical effect of YY. Of course not all movies are born for YY, but most movies can become YY. Tracing back to its roots, the source of movies is entertainment first, and YY is the highest state of entertainment-I mean, entertainment in a broad sense. It’s entertainment to be amused by a comedy, it’s entertainment to be frightened by a thriller, it’s entertainment to be pierced with tears in a tragedy movie, it is also entertainment. In YY we cried, we laughed, we made trouble, then the lights came on, the crowd dispersed, we wiped away our tears, and felt satisfied that 30 yuan was not in vain. This is entertainment.
As for moving and thinking, that is YY's after-dinner cocktail. There is nothing better than nothing. First of all, we have to eat full, and then we will talk about it when we are full. When his stomach is still empty, he yells for a drink. This kind of person calls him silly cha in our village. No one wants to be a fool, no one wants to be happy physically and mentally. So don't be too real with the movie, don't be too metaphysical, just ask yourself: Does this movie make me happy? If the answer is yes, then it is easy to handle. Although it cannot change any reality, the heart is full. What can be more important to live in this world than to fill the emptiness?
So "Empty Room" can be a surprise, or a dream pillow. The finishing touch at the end of the film: "Sometimes it is difficult to distinguish the world we live in, whether it is a reality or a dream", which extends the YY world infinitely. Probably we have all had moments when we had no place to show ourselves, or when we were desperate, there was a day, in a certain situation, we wished that we disappeared in this world like a puff of smoke. We want to hide out of the sight of others, we want to jump out of the mud. We thought about it this way, and the movie helped us do it.
From YY's technical point of view, this is a very successful movie. The highest state of YY is to steal the merits. The basic principle of YY is subtle and role substitution. Whether it's self-deception or being deceived, people who watch the movie hope to blend in, hoping to forget the hard chair under their butt and the scorched popcorn in their hands. This movie did it, at least it did it to me.
The trick we all know to deceive people is that nine truths are mixed with one fake, and the same is true for movies. The light and looming music, almost no dialogue, the heroine speaks twice, and the actor is dumb from beginning to end-such a quiet and unobtrusive movie is a typical seductive and in-depth type. The people in front of the screen watched the male protagonist go around handing out flyers inexplicably, and then suddenly realized that the male protagonist opened the door lock of the empty room and entered the room. It's a little weird, but it's still reasonable, a little curious, and a little expectant... The story is like a pot of water sitting on a stove, gradually boiling.
Gradually, he was in a trance, and gradually the angle of view changed. I entered the movie and entered those empty rooms. I saw the abused woman. I took her away. I took her into one empty room after another. I was arrested by the police and put in a cell. Then such an intellectual game was placed in front of me:
In a small secret room, with solid high walls, narrow bars, and no secret ways, how do you disappear?
In normal times, I would probably say: Stop teasing, it's too damn fucking. But in this situation, I just think: there must be some way, something must be found. So he (I) started to try and improve again and again. We did it.
We finally managed to hide. We broke through the mud, lightly and joyously. Finally, the man and the woman hugged each other and stood on the scale, and the scale showed zero. With this kind of magical pen, reality or dreams are not important anymore. Under the pressure of the load, the desire to escape trumps everything. We smiled, we rejoiced. The heavy body sinks, and the joy of sublimation rises. We escape from the real world like the characters in the movie, we escape from our own flesh.
This is the joy of the movie. The joy of YY that a successful movie can bring to people. In a sense, the art of film is the art of deceit. There are deep ways in the art of deception. If the path is deep, we can successfully lead us to run wild on the avenue of YY. If the path is shallow, even horror films can be used. Makes people laugh.
And sincerity is also particularly important. There are many movies that have been hyped up, and in my eyes many have failed from the beginning because of lack of sincerity. For example, Leehom Wang's persistent tongue-biting Hong Kong and Taiwan dialect in "Lust Caution", such as the inexplicable beginning of "Tou Ming Zhuang"-I can indeed believe that a kind woman can save a stranger with compassion. , But I really can’t believe that this woman can be so kind that she will not hesitate to get into the bed of a stranger to save him. I think only Guanyin Bodhisattva can do such a great thing, and obviously this woman is not.
So these movies failed to me. They didn't coax me well or deceive me from the beginning. I watched the movie like an infatuated woman. If I knew that the man didn't lie to me, I wouldn't care about the rumors. Once I started to feel cheated and started to doubt, I would no longer be able to trust him. The first impression is too important. For those who are not willing to work hard on deception, I think it is suspicious whether their attitude is correct or not. This is a flaw, and it is also the most hated point of infatuated women—sometimes women don’t mind you. Deceive her, but she will mind very much, you cheat but don't have the heart to cheat He doesn't even have the sincerity to deceive people. How do you think such a person is worthy of trust?
Movies need YY, life needs YY. YY is a state, a skill of people who love life. Love life, love to open up wasteland. We always say: too boring, let's watch a movie. Movies are a way we love life, and movies can show us a piece of wasteland after another. I always feel that one of the most important skills for people to live happily and comfortably is to learn to find fun. Look for fun in the details of life, look for fun in movies. Learn to YY, learn to please yourself. When we are bored, instead of frowning and saying, "It's fucking boring," it's better to give yourself a chance to escape from the mud of reality-sit down and watch a movie.
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