After watching "Nostalgia", I was amazed at Ta's beautiful composition. Any interception is a painting, and any paragraph of text is a poem.
So I pulled out this work from his student days and looked at the enlightenment stage of the film poet. As the half of Ta's "seven and a half", this short forty-five-minute story is indeed far from the theme of the seven, but in this simple plot, we can also spy on Ta's As an artist, he has spent his whole life looking for something - the inner world of a character.
This film is developed from the innocent perspective of a boy who plays the violin. The most imaginative is the world reflected in the mirror. The things in the mirror are just phantoms, just like the big world we live in. Scene after scene is being staged every moment, and what the boy sees is precisely the coldest scene in this scene - the road roller.
The road roller and the violin, two seemingly unrelated things, were linked together by the little boy's heartache. When he took the violin and sheet music on the road roller and drove it, everything was surpassed, no matter the class or age, it seemed so insignificant in his cheerful eyes.
In the process of watching the demolition of the house by the crane, the little boy also celebrated his innocence when he first explored the world. As the iron lobs danced in the air, all ancient and precious memories seemed to be shattered in an instant, leaving only the high-rise buildings spawned by modern technology. When people have become accustomed to the world around them that has been transformed beyond recognition, perhaps we should ask, does our origin still exist?
The climax of the film should be the part where the boy plays the violin for the worker, the bright puddles, the gray concrete floor, the persistent and stubbornness of the boy when he finds the best point of resonance, and the most ignorant when the worker accepts the sound of the piano. The real expressions, although all this seems so discordant in language, but at the moment when the workers look up, art really transcends everything, and friendship is slowly warming up in it.
Until the day when the two of them agreed to watch "Charbony", reality seemed to bring everything back to its original shape. The boy was unable to make the appointment because of his mother's obstruction, and the worker was seduced by the female worker who loved him, and entered the cinema first.
At the end of the film, the boy got on the worker's road roller empty-handed, and slowly moved out of our sight toward the upper left corner, leaving only flocks of pigeons and the crushed asphalt for our memory. Between reality and ideals, there is always an insurmountable gap, just like a violin and a road roller, one is released lightly and flies into the vast void; the other is trampled hard and crushed into the heavy earth.
Each of us was often asked about ideals when we were children, and those bubbling dreams that were crowned with countless halos, once they flew high, would always be pierced by the needle of reality, leaving only one The colorful pieces of broken balloon skins were scattered on the ground, as a tribute to those hearts full of holes whose edges and corners were gradually smoothed out.
Oh, so we still have such a light dream.
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