Black and white are not absolute

Otis 2022-09-29 19:15:17

I haven't watched the Hong Kong version, and this is not a movie review. I have endured it for a long time, but I still want to express a few emotional points.
The compact logic, the battle of wits and courage, and the cruelty of rationality and overall make me happy, but this is just the previous paragraph. At the moment when the squirrel was stabbed and not saved, I couldn't stop crying for a moment.
In the context of the shocking blank in my mind, I asked myself, do I really have what I theoretically describe as "doing everything when necessary"? Maybe people who act cruelly may not be angry or sad under the surface of resolute and decisive, I believe, after all, they are just people.
Just like the fact that the squirrel will be silent forever has to be put in front of the eyes, there is a silent deep regret, respect and even apology between the female boss and the falcon captain, and the sadness is too heavy to breathe. This is really a thick and visible sadness, at the moment when Captain Falcon held the Medal of Honor, he said: This is really heavy. He didn't say "it's too heavy" or "it's really not worth it", subconsciously, he always knew that sacrifice would exist, perhaps because he was calm for so long that he ignored what happened to him. Possibility, or maybe really just because this sacrifice came too unexpectedly. At this time, all the pre-action levels, tightness, decisiveness, foul language, complaining, scolding, impatient, huge pressure, have nothing to do with them.
When I was watching the movie, I kept thinking about the meaning of the little habit of the pig that couldn't get rid of it, until the squirrel passed her hand, and the blank of reality hit, she sat by the window and missed the fact that she was still together yesterday. The boy, I was sad when I thought about it, I even forgot to tap my fingers subconsciously, I sighed: What a heavy sadness, sadness surpasses consciousness and affects physiology.
The screenwriter's foreshadowing is really cunning. The one who died was a tall, handsome, warm and sunny boy who was only in his early twenties, and whose image was immature and could not be described as a man. He still has so many things he hasn't done, so many happiness and frustrations he hasn't experienced, and he hasn't had a chance to feel his whole life, and it's no longer possible. It was too sudden for everyone, too sudden.
The whole story is not cold-blooded. The second half of the film is full of warmth. It is a memory of a person with actions. Sometimes the eradication of human nature can be a major event, and those who cannot be held back by feelings can stabilize the overall situation, but in a story with a black and white main line, feelings will also become a kind of inspiration, but who cares about the story and the story behind the villain. course.
The main culprit itself is also the incarnation of the elite, but they are in opposition, and hatred makes them unable to even give them the opportunity to sympathize with each other. Without a wonderful opponent, there is no rich glory. The more excellent, the more tragic supporting role.
Even aside from the artistic effect, I believe that this kind of tragic life will only happen one after another. Having grown up watching criminal cases, I feel that I am somewhat qualified to say so. At the same time, I also realize that the rationality in my theory is just pretending to be a family drink, but the theory will at least prevent me from being disappointed when I make extreme choices. But fortunately, it is not my turn at all. Living every day well is happiness.
Being able to accompany my parents is one day less, and no one knows who they are the next second, just like an aunt who was in a car accident. About nine years ago, my second aunt died because of a car accident, and the proportion of friends in single-parent families around me was unexpectedly high because of the accident. . Is there anything I cannot do? This is the only option for parents and daughters. The two people who love me the most, the one who has endured me the most, the one who has paid the most for me, and the only one who is free for me.
There is nothing to be dissatisfied with, this is the greatest consummation.
What's more, I'm still experiencing the feeling of being alive. Every day when I open my eyes, I find that I'm still alive, the two people who love me the most are healthy, and my friends are all right. When I'm alone, I feel happy, even happy. It seems greedy to have so many expectations at one time. Be a little lonely, as long as you are alive, you can laugh and cry, know joy and sorrow, that's enough.
I remember watching the movie, standing on the bus coming back, thinking about the fleeting nature of life and couldn't help crying, I can only stand behind the back light, I hope everyone will not look back, fortunately it is dark, and fortunately there are not many people.
The people I can see, have they thought about how long they can live? Fifty years, twenty years, ten years, five years, one year, one month, one day, one hour, one minute, one second? Do they feel that life is short? Do they really feel the passage of time? When the decades of my life are over, maybe nothing will be left. I remember that some of my friends will gradually leave, and then what? I'll just be gone. After time, no matter how great people are, their lives will be washed away first, and then their memory will be washed away. Year after year, generation after generation, in the end, there is only one person who seems to have done something. Everyone is walking the road left by their predecessors before the end of the world, bearing the pain they left behind. In the unbreakable circle, people are all making up the numbers, and it is unknown who is looking at us and laughing.
The emotions became more and more excited, but in the end, he still couldn't control it and got out of the car ahead of schedule. Walking on the big grass back to the apartment, tears were streaming down my face. Not only do I not want to be seen by strangers, but I am such a person who has low tears but does not like to let everyone see tears.
For me, the macro is not about happiness, the little things that make people happy are small things. Precious things are free, precious and free things are priceless, sunshine, air, love and being loved.
"Even if the beasts are inferior, don't I have the right to live?"---A sentence at the beginning and end of "old boy".
It's not that the world is too chaotic, it's that human nature is too complicated.
"It's not that I want to do it, it's that I have to do it; I've wanted to stop more than once, but I can't wait; maybe I made a wrong choice at the beginning, but are you right; maybe I'm really wrong, But I have redeemed my sins twice. The last time was ten years when a person can have several times in his life. This time, it is his yearning to be a good person; since I have exchanged my life for you, can you forgive me?"
The above are all the obscenities thinking about the handsome James in the film.
If the villain says: Let me live, I am willing to do the most dangerous volunteer work in my life to atone for my sins. I am afraid that no one will believe it, and there is no machine to measure the sincerity of people. Even if there is, it will definitely lose to the unwillingness of human beings.
Right is not necessarily good, and wrong is not necessarily bad. I just want to watch, watch, and then emotionally code, that's fine.

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