"The Three Gorges Good Man", online and offline masters have long commented on the movie. Seeing the blood seal the throat, it is extremely profound.
No matter what they say or what they say, China really needs directors like Jia Zhangke. This type of film is also indispensable, at least in addition to the large-scale imported and exported films, we can also see other things.
The lives involved in these films seem to be around us, seem to be far away from us, as if what we have been through seems to be nothing but an illusory image. This kind of image is heavy, but it may not be what the public likes to watch. It is only suitable for petty bourgeois to taste two mouthfuls of sparse and wild dishes when they are tired of the beautiful seafood in Korean and Japanese customs.
I started watching with nothing to do, and gradually became solemn and sad, gradually doubting my outlook on life and the life path I took, as if I became a sociologist who is compassionate and compassionate.
But on closer inspection, this feeling is nothing but a kind of petty bourgeois pity. This kind of sympathy is only produced when the movie is moved, and once the image passes like a dream bubble, this kind of sympathy may disappear like dew or electricity. And I, our petty bourgeoisie, the so-called white-collar workers, put on a thick shell and struggled step by step in the crowded concrete forest, without any time for him.
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The songs in "The Three Gorges Good Man" are either from the mid-1990s or the 1950s and 1960s. The songs performed by the dancing open-air dance halls and the singing bald heads seem to be the days of the people of the Three Gorges. Even Brother Ma's worship of Brother Fa seems not to be in the same time and space as ours. But cell phones, cars, the occasional pop tune hummed by children, and the logos and dialogue in the film remind viewers that this is a modern time and space.
It's just that the scene along the way of the Three Gorges is indeed what I have seen before.
The memory now is like being hit by those old songs all of a sudden, my mind is smart, and then the montage lens in my mind is placed so far away that the scenery of the Three Gorges with green leaves and clear water becomes blurred.
At that time there was a small Three Gorges.
To enter the Little Three Gorges, people must take a boat; the boat is a simple wooden boat that can accommodate no more than ten people. It needs to be pulled by a tracker, and it is pulled into the gorge step by step almost against the low water; the cliffs, the monkeys looked at us in the canyon like a juggler.
The tracker who pulls the boat is black and likes to laugh. There is no shouting, and there is no dull expression on the famous Soviet painting.
They have the image of silly roots, they will tell you, let you feel their hard work, let you know that their hard work is not easy to come by. Then, finally arrived at a beautiful lake that suddenly opened up. They put the ropes away, relaxed their bodies, turned around and laughed, but they were not as natural as before. They asked: Look, can you buy a bottle of soju for some money to bring you here after all this hard work?
The memories of Little Three Gorges are destined to be short.
Pretending to be in the sunlight reflected by the thin river water, bare feet on the smooth stones at the bottom of the river, the green eyes full of green and the sound of the wind shaking from the ears full of leaves... In addition to the wind sound, there is also a serious explanation on how to be a gentleman. Pursue a girl's voice.
That kind of voice can only revolve in the time and space of the Little Three Gorges. It didn't take long for me to do news in a city made of stone in the south, and suddenly I was given by Xinhua News Agency's picture news - "The moat has become a road": The water level of the Three Gorges has been raised, so that the small Three Gorges, which was difficult to enter, has become a beautiful scenery like the West Lake. Large ships can also freely bring tourists to enjoy it. Trackers don’t know where to go.
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