"The Wicker Man"-whose faith is a disaster

Alden 2021-12-30 17:21:10

The underestimated works in the history of film all symbolize their ideological transcendence and avant-garde, and being remade is an affirmation of their value. This 1973 Wicker Man depicts the horror behind religious beliefs in an attitude of not seeing blood, not hunting down, and the cruelty to infidels under the conflict of beliefs can still be explored in India and Pakistan. From the dark rule of the Middle Ages to the ISIS of modern society, the primitive fear and weakness in the human heart has promoted the worship of gods. Perhaps the human imagination starts with faith, arbitrarily labelling killings with justice and brainwashing as orthodoxy. Putting hope on cruelty, mankind progresses on the flesh-and-blood limbs of its compatriots . Are there really lunatics in this crazy and weird world? And you who are not standing in any team are really normal.

The sweet cake on the table stimulates people's weird appetite and destructive appetite

The film tells the story of a policeman who came to Summer Island to look for the missing girl after receiving a letter from an unknown person. The strange behavior of the residents of the island convinced him that the girl may have been killed or will be used as a sacrifice in a sacrifice. Kill. On the day of "May Day", the Christian police tried to rescue the girl from fire and water, and the conspiracy of the residents of the entire island just surfaced...

The horror of this film comes from the isolation of the small island. A self-sufficient environment directly derives the autonomy of administration and the law. The seemingly democratically elected leader is full of hidden dangers. A good start heralds absolute authority. The lord's grandfather who bought and reclaimed the island in the first place created a perfect "theology" from the very beginning to unify the thoughts of the residents of the island. People obey and do not know foreign objects, people believe that they will obey nature, and people are united and united to the outside world, like cattle guarding the calf, guarding their island of honor fiercely. Any small number of interventions from the outside that may cause a crisis to them will welcome the fangs and claws of the residents of the island, and gently tear you apart.

Wherever the police went, they were illuminated by light, illuminating the men and women who had sex on the grass, awakening his sensuality and awakening the contradictions of being a Christian.

In the 1960s and 1970s, with the cooling of the Christian fever in the history of American religion, science and reason, hippies and sexual liberation, feminism and science fiction all had a huge impact on religious beliefs. This film can be said to be a microcosm of that era. . In fact, we can clearly realize that theocratic power has a lot of benefits and no harm to the control of the government. When the police are shouldering the dual status of legal office and Christianity, they look at the residents of the island and actually wear colored glasses: sex education in childhood, girls Gathering together and dancing naked, premarital sex regardless of whether public or private, there is no scruples, different views on death, etc., the most important thing is that the belief in ancient gods directly blasphemed his faith in the gods of Christ. The island is like hell to the police, and the residents of the island are terrible infidels.

The seduction scene on the outer wall of the door is really impressive, and the soundtrack is superb

For the residents of the small island, the repressive policeman is a hypocrite. The hot lure of the hotel daughter at night clearly makes him horny, but he resists the torment and refuses to release himself. Sex is never a dirty thing in the eyes of the residents of the island. The love of men and women enjoy each other on the premise of willingness to each other, and patience is a blasphemous attitude towards their lives. Children’s sex education has allowed them to have only calm and enjoyable attitudes towards sex from an early age. However, in the eyes of the police, who represents the audience’s perspective, all this is not only terrible, but also illegal. So as a Christian, he exercised police privileges to the residents of the island, despising, warning, private crosses, etc., even when he was dying, he only prayed to Jesus and sang hymns against the residents of the island. , The law is completely out of the circle, this is a battle of religious beliefs.

The eyes of the sun god on the boat, the devil on the doorplate, and the devouring frog to exercise courage, the most terrifying thing is that others are doing things beyond their own perceptions as they should.

The fruit grown by the residents of the island is mainly apples: Christianity endows this fruit with wisdom and disaster; this fruit is not only the happiness of a bumper harvest on the island, but also the root cause of the killing of the island residents. Before entering the modern society, the suppression of infidels in various countries was cruel and bloody. The residents of the small island also burned the infidels as sacrifices. All signs have proved the interoperability of beliefs: blindly following leaders, killing fears by killing, and seeking peace by sacrifice. In fact, all this will lead to the collapse of faith, just like the last curse of the police: if the harvest next year is still not good, the lord will be burned as a sacrifice. This kind of ending not only has a psychological horror, but also helps guide open thinking.

When the "May Festival" celebrations with animal masks and festive costumes began, the story began to climax: the residents of the small island watched the policemen who could not leave in a silent place, and they couldn't tell who it was, because everyone It’s a believer; the trial of the Excalibur expands the randomness of cleansing evil into fun. When the dedication of a few people can benefit the majority, this dedication is taken for granted; I don’t know when the huge wicker man standing in the depths of the island is like The monster with its teeth and claws and the cages woven from various parts of the wicker man gave it a sense of sacredness as "Noah's Ark". The sacrificial offerings went to the place where the believers wanted them to go. Who said that after the flood, it must be that world.

The policeman at the beginning of the film accepts the sacrament in order to live and die with Christ. At the end of the film, he is offered to the altar by another religion as a carefully prepared sacrifice. It is a great irony.

The huge reproductive worship is now everywhere

I like the situation when the town residents gather in the tavern to sing at night, singing sad love songs with the blur of the last century, the lord’s muttering in the dark and the close-up of the snail cut each other, reflecting the police Pray for the sin of seeing the open attitude of the residents of the small island: those transparent, self-sufficient animals will not think of their sins in the dark, they will not disgustingly let people talk about their obligations to God, none of them depend on the other to live , Or rely on their kind, the kind that lived thousands of years ago, none of them are worthy of respect, and they won't be sad.

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The Wicker Man quotes

  • Sergeant Howie: Where is Rowan Morrison?

    Lord Summerisle: Sergeant Howie, I think that... you are supposed to be the detective here.

    Sergeant Howie: A child is reported missing on your island. At first, I'm told there is no such child. I-I... I then find that there is, in fact, but she has been killed. I subsequently discover that there is no death certificate. And now I find that there is a grave. There's no body.

    Lord Summerisle: Very perplexing for you. What do you think could have happened?

    Sergeant Howie: I think Rowan Morrison was murdered, under circumstances of Pagan barbarity, which I can scarcely bring myself to believe is taking place in the 20th century. Now, it is my intention tomorrow to return to the mainland and report my suspicions to the chief constable of the West Highland Constabulary. And I will demand a full inquiry takes place into the affairs of this heathen island.

    Lord Summerisle: You must, of course, do as you see fit, Sergeant.

    [ringing a bell]

    Lord Summerisle: Perhaps it's just as well that you won't be here tomorrow to be offended by the sight of our May Day celebrations here.

  • Lord Summerisle: In the last century, the islanders were starving. Like our neighbors today, they were scratching a bare subsistence from sheep and sea. Then in 1868, my grandfather bought this barren island and began to change things. A distinguished Victorian scientist, agronomist, free thinker. How formidably benevolent he seems. Essentially the face of a man incredulous of all human good.

    Sergeant Howie: You're very cynical, my Lord.

    Lord Summerisle: What attracted my grandfather to the island, apart from the profuse source of wiry labor that it promised, was the unique combination of volcanic soil and the warm gulf stream that surrounded it. You see, his experiments had led him to believe that it was possible to induce here the successful growth of certain new strains of fruit that he had developed. So, with typical mid-Victorian zeal, he set to work. The best way of accomplishing this, so it seemed to him, was to rouse the people from their apathy by giving them back their joyous old gods, and it is as a result of this worship the barren island would burgeon and bring forth fruit in great abundance. What he did, of course, was to develop new cultivars of hardy fruits suited to local conditions. But, of course, to begin with, they worked for him because he fed them and clothed them. But then later, when the trees starting fruiting, it became a very different matter, and the ministers fled the island, never to return. What my grandfather had started out of expediency, my father continued out of... love. He brought me up the same way, to reverence the music and the drama and the rituals of the old gods. To love nature and to fear it. And to rely on it and to appease it where necessary. He brought me up...

    Sergeant Howie: He brought you up to be a Pagan!

    Lord Summerisle: A heathen, conceivably, but not, I hope, an unenlightened one.