This is the ninth movie I've watched Bong Joon Ho.
It was around 2012 and 13 that I became interested in Korean films. The first of his films should be "Memories of Murder" if I remember correctly.
Then I watched "Snowpiercer", "The Monster of the Han River", "Okko", etc. I could vaguely feel his portrayal of the people at the bottom and the upper class, maintaining the interest of the superficial story, and making it easy to understand what he meant to say. Until last year he won three Oscars. It is the light of Korea. I can't forget the scene where the Internet media saw him smirking when he got the little golden man. Even 1917 was beaten.
One of the things I admire about Bong Joon-ho is his consistency. His works are all depicting the faces and ideals of different classes.
I really laughed out loud when I saw the dried radish on the rooftop written in that letter, it was funny and bitter in black humor; and Bae Doona's character was determined to fight the gangsters, and the scenes where the minions were waving their flags and shouting in the back were funny and funny. It seemed really exciting; the professor said that those people had dogs not just to show their prejudice that they were superior to others; the precious strawberries that the wife couldn't put in were also given to the husband; and the professor took a note from the bribe under the cake and gave it to the husband. The woman carrying the baby; the underground parasitic homeless person went to find the dog to eat after eating the dog meat, and after being caught, said that the prison meal was delicious. The details are real and absurd. This kind of authenticity is also the real situation I have seen in my eyes in the two years after returning to China.
This year, I have lived in a small city in my hometown for nearly a year due to covid-19. The young people here who have the conditions will basically choose to become civil servants. . I watched some elders turn into horrible faces full of lies for the sake of money. Before I went abroad, I was studying, I didn't think about real life seriously, and I never worried about food and clothing. It was not until I came back in the past two years and slowly observed the surrounding environment, people and things that I had a profound understanding of life in China, including my failed career life last year. I just found out how real the absurdity in Bong Joon-ho's films is. The old woman in the film briefly forgot her spiritual sustenance because she was chasing an unknown source of food. I know this kind of petty cheap spirit too well. Bae Doona's character is obviously doing a good deed at risk, but the moment she expects to be praised, she realizes that she has been edited. Then the lifeless job was lost, because in the words of her boss, her job was one that many people wanted but couldn't get.
My situation is not the same as the situation Pei Douna is facing. It is the feeling of withdrawing from the big environment and wanting to go for a walk in the mountains. It is not only the distortion of the workplace, but also the surrender of the people around me to "life" in order to survive. I don't want them to fight hard, because it's just more bitter, and I can't seem to laugh out loud with them when I watch them silently grind their edges and corners into so-called sophistication.
Every time I talk about this, it seems that I have become a sinner full of negative energy again, and are those absurd people and things positive energy?
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