a few points

Virginia 2022-04-20 09:02:25

1. For me, it is like a "Memoir of the Cultural Revolution",

What is the most appropriate way to present suffering? Authentic reproduction vs poetic compression?

2. The disorder of time serves the narrative and emotional order of "searching":

There are two very awesome long shots, 1, New Year's celebration / house raiding, 2, in the end, everyone was shot and killed in the fog

In the long shot, through the transition of light (light and shade, atmosphere), fog, performance, music, etc. as sub-shots (in the long shot), the possibility of image expression is expanded in time and space;

3, I want to cry when I see the last scene,

Art, including film, is worth pursuing.

Poem at the end:

When I return, it will be with another man's clothes, another man's name.

My coming will be unexpected.

If you look at me and unbelieve me and say,

you are not here.

I will show you signs. And you will believe me.

I will tell you about the lemon tree in your garden.

The cooling window lets in the moonlight.

And then signs of the body, signs of love...

And that's we climb trembling to our own room between one and the brace and the next, between love's calls.

I will tell you about the journey all the night long,

and then all the nights to come...

between one and the brace and the next...

between love's calls...

the whole human adventure...

the story that never ends...

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Extended Reading

Ulysses' Gaze quotes

  • A: Good night, good night... Parting is such sweet sorrow... that I shall say good night, till it be tomorrow... sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breasts... would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest... Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell... his help to crave, and my dear hap to tell!

  • A: [final lines] When I return, It will be with another man's clothes. Another man's name. My coming will be unexpected. If you look at me unbelieving, and say "You are not He", I will show you signs and you will believe me. I will tell you about the lemon tree in your garden. The corner window that lets in the moonlight. And then signs of the body, signs of love. And as we climb, trembling, to our old room, between one embrace and the next , etween lovers' calls, I will tell you about the journey all the night long. And in all the nights to come. Between one embrace and the next. Between lovers' calls. A whole human adventure. The story that never ends...