What makes me uncomfortable are the two settings in the film:
① Someone must enshrine photos of the dead in the Yang world, otherwise the dead cannot return to the Yang world through the petal bridge.
②If no one in the Yang world remembers the dead, the dead will be wiped out in the underworld.
According to the setting, if you want to survive as long as possible in the underworld, you will either have a reputation as a god of song, or be enshrined by your own family as an ancestor.
Most people are ordinary people, it is difficult to live forever, and the feasibility of this road is low.
Then we have to rely on our children and grandchildren.
Thinking of this, some DINKs, homosexuals, and celibates were shocked.
I thought about this too, but not only that.
What if I give birth, but the child unfortunately dies? Make an extreme assumption: I gave birth to an illegitimate daughter alone, but she died soon after she was born. Except for me, no one remembers that she ever came to this world. I have always enshrined her photos, hoping that she can come back on the Day of the Dead every year, and see more of this world she hasn't been familiar with yet. Finally one day, my life will be exhausted, I really want to go to the underworld to see my daughter, ask her how well these years have been, and whether she is happy going home every year. But I am the last person in this world to remember her. When I die in the Yang world, she will also be reduced to ashes in the underworld.
Never meet again! That's horrible!
It can be seen from this that memory is like the flower that is passed on by drumming, as long as it can be passed on. Once the chain of passing is broken and the flower falls in his own hands, the end will be very miserable.
Let me make a more extreme assumption: I am the last person left on earth. I am alone and struggling to support, trying to remember all the people I know, enshrine their photos, and imagine that they can come back to visit me in a lively group every year. But when I die, they will disappear in the underworld. I walked into the land of the dead, the lights were bright, the wine was still warm, it was just a dead silence. I wanted to cry and yell, but I found that there was no sound in my throat, because my body was slowly becoming transparent...
Is it worse? Is it still warm? Is it still cured?
Well, don't make such extreme assumptions, I might just be an ordinary lonely person.
I abide by the law, I work, pay taxes, I pay loans and property fees. I'm just not sociable and choose to be with stray cats.
I love this world lonely, but because cats can't pose for photos, I didn't have the opportunity to go back and take a look at her after death.
Ah, the earth, my wandering earth (error)...
I know that the main point of this film is family affection, and I will try to remember the elders and friends who have passed away, as if they were still alive. But I can’t avoid putting myself in the role of a lonely ghost, and feel the discrimination: It’s not wrong for me to choose the lifestyle I like, why not let me go back? Why should it be wiped out?
Maybe there is no reason at all, the setting is the setting, then I can only try to pretend to be calm when turning the ash, maybe hum a piece of "Parasite Grass"-
"No way, separated in a blink of an eye. Naked, no worries about coming and going... "
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