This is a reality that is suppressed and distorted, a group of teenagers who grow up and become alienated. They used to be able to smile so simply and run so happily, but what brought heavy shackles to their flying wings and made them die prematurely in such youthful years? There is no memorial, and no one knows to die.
Youth is a happy song. The teenagers can sing happy songs on the large green paddy fields, whistle playfully to passing girls together, and laugh out loud, noisily and flawlessly. But why look at each other so resentfully and torture each other as much as possible?
When Hoshino was finally killed by Hasumi's sword, let's breathe a sigh of relief, glad that the cruelest devil finally died. Because we have always regarded Hoshino as the initiator of the whole tragedy. He took pleasure in abusing Hasumi, he let a group of people spoil the girl he once liked, and he forced Kuno to go into prostitution. Now that he is finally dead, the remaining children should be able to continue living happily. May I? Do they still have the ability to smile in this environment filled with the breath of death?
Perhaps, Hoshino is the poorest child. Fourteen years old, the age of rebellion, the age of restlessness, the age of wanting to be noticed but at a loss, the age of longing for a strong heart but still fragile, the age of challenging authority but having to obey the rules. Fourteen-year-old Hoshino, such an age, such a mentality. He used to speak meekly to all grades as a freshman representative, and he introduced himself proudly and stubbornly in his own way in Kendo class despite the pressure of the teacher. Obedience and rebellion should be a natural contradiction at that age.
However, why did Hoshino only have a violent rebellion left in the future? The same beautiful and clean face has long since lost the warm smile of eating ramen with friends, and turned into a cruel and insolent facial twitch. He tortured his once close friends with absolute horror and cruelty, and the more miserable others were, the happier he was. However, this way of tormenting others can't bring him happiness and ease at all. He is still in pain, because of the short-term and impermanent nature of life, because of the mechanical coldness of a society with technological development and progress, and because of the road signs that guide him at the intersection of life between teenagers and adults. He couldn't find relief, and his stubborn self-esteem did not allow him to expose his inner confusion and vulnerability, so he chose to attack others with a sword drawn to show his strength and firmness, deceiving others and deceiving himself. Should such Hoshino be saddened or angry?
The young man used to look forward to it, expecting his wings to become plump and flying in the free blue sky. However, there is no such a happy fairy tale in reality. At the end of the story, the young man died with broken wings.
The legend of the mirage of the Internet · Mermaid
On the summer night on the seashore, if you are lucky, people can sometimes hear the singing from the mermaid, which is vague and moving. In their heavenly singing, you will see heaven.
Lily Zhou is like a mermaid, in her singing, they see heaven. They indulge in that ethereal song, forget their troubles, forget cruelty, forget pain, and even forget about death. The ether guards Lily Zhou, guards their heaven, guards the last pure land of their hearts.
The Internet is their mermaid paradise. On the forum about Lily Zhou, they told their own pain, confusion, hesitation, and struggle, and then comforted each other and warmed each other. The Internet is safe, because we don’t know each other, our inner weakness and helplessness can be poured out to strangers at will, without worrying about sympathetic or contemptuous glances from others. If you can't see it, pretend it doesn't exist. People on the Internet can also be kind. If simple words can comfort people, people will not be stingy. Especially for invisible strangers, the cold veil can always be easily replaced by warmth. On a network where no one knows who you are, you are free to play anyone without getting hurt or despised. The disguise and masks in reality can be easily removed in this free land.
They roamed in the original and illusory singing, using the keyboard to type out identification and understanding. Time and time again, I longed to fly and fell straight down from a height like a bird, but I couldn't help being afraid and hesitating. How cowardly words that are never mentioned to outsiders are naturally revealed without any scruples. The unadorned inner monologue becomes the cornerstone of fellowship. Even people who have never met can be so close and understanding.
The mermaid's singing is so beautiful, the paradise is so carefree, so unstoppable, but it's just a mirage. At the end of the song, people can only return to the original reality in the end, and heaven is just a distant dream, even though it once seemed within reach.
The Internet is an illusory mermaid paradise. When it touches reality, it turns into a shattered bubble in an instant. At Lily Zhou's concert, Hasumi went to see the blue cat who understood and comforted him online. In the crowded crowd, Hoshino appeared in front of him holding the sign of their promise. Still the same contemptuous and arrogant laugh, still the same indomitable bossy, still the same arrogant and domineering arrogance. Do the words of consideration and concern on the Internet come from such people?
Want to come to Hoshino also guessed that the person who befriends him on the Internet is Hasumi? He who can't face himself can't face Hasumi who knows that he is vulnerable and helpless, the good friend who used to watch the stars at night, and the one who was abused by himself, so he can only put on that domineering picture. The appearance, teasing Hasumi, tore Hasumi's admission ticket.
Hasumi believed in heaven. In reality, he was always reticent, endured all cruel oppression, was beaten and humiliated by Hoshino in public, but he had no resistance; he was forced to deceive the girl he liked into an empty factory, and when he saw her being abused, he just shed tears ; The girl who likes him sells his body cheaply to others, and he is powerless to save it. The reality is the hell where Hasumi gave up resistance, the only thing he did was to endure and accept. The Internet is his paradise. In the same singing, he found recognition and encouragement, and he could shout, talk, and vent without hesitation.
Qing Mao, a person who understands him and cares for him, in Lily Zhou's singing, they have no masks of defense, their souls communicate frankly and redeem each other. When Hasumi saw Hoshino holding a green apple, the dream paradise of the mermaid was also shattered in an instant. The person who comforts himself with amiable words is the one who tortures himself in reality. What happiness can there be in such a paradise? In the restless and chaotic crowd, Hasumi killed Hoshino and destroyed the paradise he once believed in.
In the dense dusk, the green rice fields lost their dazzling brilliance and were shrouded in a haze. A faint, soft song could be heard in the distance, like some sort of call from the land of happiness. Will those who believe in heaven still run forward without hesitation, chasing that blurred dream?
It's not that the ending
movie ends with Hoshino's death, but this kind of life continues, and there will be people like Hoshino, and there will be such a distorted personality split. What kind of world is this? Real people are wary of each other and hurt each other, but in the illusory network, they can recognize and warm each other. The person who gives you a sense of acquaintance online may be the person who hurt you in reality, what a sarcastic joke. People in reality live with masks, but people on the Internet communicate with sincerity. Which one is real and which one is fake? It's fake when it's real.
There are still many topics that can be discussed in this film, such as education in Japan, such as whether economic development makes people's lives better, but I am tired, think too much, and get tired quickly. After spending an afternoon in the quiet library, I finally finished writing this film review that I have been thinking about for a long time. I am not very satisfied, but it is also a fulfillment for myself, so be it.
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