The most lonely drunk poetry

Justina 2022-11-24 14:57:52

Depression is actually immersed in charming sadness, with a dark and cold tone, a lonely soundtrack, and the camera cruelly and sympathetically caressing these two stubborn and helpless children floating in the indifferent and dangerous adult world. Even the only source of warmth, Oritis, who has a subtle relationship with Ulla, is destined to be shattered and separated from each other. Ulla just suppressed a soft sob in his arms, "This is the first experience." This scene, for those who are also lonely and helpless in the vast sea of ​​people, is such a touching scene. Although Ulla is thin and looks too weak in the adult world, when she leaves Oritis's embrace, takes her brother's hand and continues on the road without turning back, you can deeply feel that kind of cruelty and strength, and she will never go back. The footsteps are also a strong sense of fate.

In the end, they finally came to Germany, and in the hopeless desolation they held on to the big tree of hope. I think this is the most lonely and poetic scene. Here, the role of the younger brother is changed from being protected to a protector, and he begins to tell the story of the light in the dark. Although it echoes with the title, it is also slightly deliberate and abrupt.

An Zhe's storytelling does not rely on lines or plots, but through the language of the camera, performance, and conveying a certain emotional information to the audience, gradually reaching a consensus in the audience's experience. An Zhe's films are undoubtedly for the audience. If the recipient does not have the same compassionate and delicate heart, and does not have the sensitivity to beauty and cruelty, then the viewing process must always be alienated and boring. On the contrary, it is an experience that touches the soul.

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Landscape in the Mist quotes

  • Orestis: Who am I? I'm a snail slithering away into nothingness... I don't know where I'm going. Once I thought I knew.

  • Orestis: If I were to shout, who would hear me out of the armies of angels?