When he opened his eyes, his torso was covered with the whiteness of the dream—the pale dark white on the back of the thin girl's hand.
The eyes are full of fog and rain on the street with few pedestrians, the rough wind and the light reflected by the glass curtain wall-
stabbed the tear glands. On January 25, 2012 Beijing time, the famous Greek director Theo
Angelopoulos died in a car accident at the age of 76. He was walking across the road to the set of "The Other Sea," the finale of his Greek trilogy. Unfortunately, he was hit by a motorcycle on duty by an off-duty police officer, causing a brain hemorrhage. He tragically passed away after being sent to the hospital. I remember he once said: If I had a choice, I would die in the filming. Those wonderful souls are so fragile, it's hard to be saddened. Angelopoulos is a Greek director whose creative style is delicate, refined and full of humanity. In the slow long shots that have been brewed, the foggy and rainy Greek winter scenery and the standing figures are often shown. Concise plot and dialogue, bleak and calm background music, everything is as shocking as a hazy dirge and a Greek tragedy. Landscape in the mist (1988) tells the simple story of two children, five-year-old Alexander and twelve-year-old sister Ulla, in search of a father they have never met. Seek "There was chaos at first, and then there was light. Light and darkness gradually separated, and there was day and night." - "Bible. Genesis" "I saw my father in a dream, he was in Germany." "Then we Go find him."
They experienced the icy coldness of the adult world on the long road full of night and fog, facing pain, death, evil, loneliness, loss, love and being loved, and so on, these things are too heavy for two children.
And all the driving force that supports these two lovely and sincere children to embark on this ascetic road is only from Alexander's dream, that illusory dream?
What a religious story
"God's Inspiration" - "Soul Echo" - "Pilgrimage"
I couldn't help thinking of the sensitive philosopher Nietzsche after he shouted the deafening sentence "God is dead" , almost everyone was driven to the godless wasteland, modern theologians also called for the undead of God, and existential philosophers cursed and sang the absurdity of life.
And the mediocre living beings began to fall towards two major doctrines as a whole - pragmatism and nihilism.
People have lost something "awe-inspiring", coupled with the accelerated commercialization of society, in the big environment, people are inevitably becoming mediocre.
Days expand and become practical. Imagination has become a luxury item; the mind has become a modular machine tool, and love has become a joke that pervades an over-alcoholic cocktail... The mental space is shrinking and moldy at an alarming rate. We live in huge cages of reinforced concrete. No matter how big and prosperous the city is, it is just a steampunk absurd existence, filled with suffocating miasma and boring and funny rationality.
We huddled in the crowd, holding age, education, credentials and various certificates, rushing in line, snapping up purchases, and taking seats... like wolves, we rushed to the gorgeous prison.
Amid the clamor, everything froze like this.
Hidden away in the city, those who watched from the sidelines clearly saw an invisible hand arranging the lives of all sentient beings.
Angelopoulos is also such a sober observer of the world. He also began to reflect on this modern society, which has no direction and lost faith, but he did not rebuke anything with righteous indignation. An ancient dream, that may not be beautiful, but at least there is still a thousand years of belief.
Travel
Alexander
Five-year-old Alexander is a lovely child, and you can see the unmistakable innocence in the air around him. He can command pleasure at any moment, simple and immediate impulses and passions. Those clear eyes, unburdened expressions.
But out of the snow, the tractor dropped a dying horse, and Alexander hugged it and cried, but in the distance, a wedding crowd passed by singing and dancing.
Hungry, Alexander went into a small shop. "I want to eat because I'm hungry." But the innocence of children is always hindered by reality. He stayed there to work for the boss, for a sandwich. Then a wandering violinist came in, playing for the only audience. Alexander sat down and listened, clapping involuntarily, and then he was kicked out by his boss.
Looking at the world through the broken film, what do these behaviors from the heart of a five-year-old and beyond the potential of a five-year-old indicate?
Lonely
Orestes'
submerged stone sculptured hand slowly and oppressively emerged from the water, and everything became so indescribable, a large and heavy sense of oppression quietly flowed over the ventricle.
Orestes was stunned by the giant hand that seemed to be choking his fate, and watched it slowly lift up - suspended in the air - until it was dragged away by the helicopter and disappeared at the end of the sky.
"Wer, wenn ich schriee, hörte mich denn aus der Engel Ordnungen?"
German: If I cry, who will hear me in the sequence of angels?"
Confused and haggard, he whispered these words softly and lowered his head.
This poem is actually a line from the Austrian poet Rainer Maria Rilke's "Duino Lamentations".
They are equally deep-thinking and soul-wandering, and equally lonely.
In that era known as "fog" by Kundera, loneliness is not only concentrated in one person, it has become a common mentality of the modern whole population. As for Ao, loneliness has left him, a big boy who is out of tune with modern society, in an unknown smiling figure.
I used to think that this and that handsome eldest brother like a Greek statue was like a "father", but I later found out that I was wrong. Although Ao was meticulous to the two brothers and sisters, in the end they were just passing by in a short life. In other words, it is nothing more than "the deepest call and response of a lone soul to another lone soul." That's it.
Silence
is like what Zhou Guoping said in the article "Awesome", "Many people regard lack of faith as a kind of pride, which is simply a kind of sadness."
One day, people found themselves standing alone on this land, so he He gave birth to his own father, God.
You can use materialism to simply and rudely deny all religions, but people always need some "noble things" to "revere" in their lives. You can say that this is just a religious consolation.
But
"No, I definitely don't want to live in a world without dragons, and I don't want to live in a world without magic, because it's a world without mystery, a world without belief
. A rational, conscious life would be the cruelest deception."
- Drizzt Do'Urden, "Silver Stream"
This sense of peace of mind is expressed through the final scene of the film.
In the vast fog, with a wave of your hand, light appeared, and the thick fog dissipated. Sure enough, gradually, not far away, a big tree like a father can be seen.
Ulla and Alexander ran over indulgently, hugging the tree tightly and motionless. The entire film is frozen in silence.
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