All the views are beautiful: the mystery of the streets and promenades of the town of Ferrara; the desolation of the sand-blown beaches of Jamaica; the serenity of Portofino's cove; Silent; the simplicity and depth of the small town of Aix. But all the pictures convey loneliness and exhaustion.
At the beginning of the film, director John, who travels through the clouds by plane. Malkovich was looking for new stories, ideas, new scripts. The director is like a god in the clouds watching busy and ignorant people. Desires are full of people, but there is very little love.
The director's monologue: "Every time I'm exhausted, I start thinking about the next film, and that's the only thing I can do, and the only thing I can do, and now I'm thinking about the next work. Voice can be heard clearly, I believe there is a force in nature that drives us forward, it is the source of life, past and future, but we often stay in the present, and deceive ourselves, thinking that we are moving in sync with the world, but I am afraid we are stubborn. We, in spirit, are just standing still. I just photographed the appearance of reality and enlarged it." The fog dissipated, and the enlarged stories appeared in front of our eyes one by one.
This is the first story the director heard: Lonely Love The
drainage system technician Shi Fanu met the beautiful female teacher Carmen. The two fell in love at first sight. After parting, there was some sweet waiting, waiting for the other party to knock on their door, but they passed by. Two years later, the wandering Swanu and the beautiful Carmen meet again in a small town. He wondered why he left without saying goodbye the next day, and she said quietly that she had waited for him all night.
She said to him: A letter from a former cohabitation boyfriend was about the topic of smell. "Some smells will stick to your skin forever, I can still feel the smell of your skin and words, a few nights ago, I went to the river where I stayed last time, I wandered there and felt you were by my side ". Words are always beautiful, especially when they are written, and women look forward to reading them. Sensitive, he left and returned, how charming the smell left on his skin. The words in Perfume come to mind, smell is the only thing that goes deep into the heart, where it separates love from disgust. Whoever masters the smell masters people's hearts. The touch of one centimeter away from the skin seems to awaken the skin's memory of himself, or let his feelings stay on Carmen's body forever. That's all, then leave. Look at each other and say goodbye.
He's always been in love with the woman he never had, maybe because of his stupid self-esteem, maybe because the city is too silent. Maybe they both like to live in the imagination of others, maybe this is the secret of love.
The director's personal experience, the second story: Confused love The
director came to the deserted beach, sat on the lonely swing, the postcard in his hand guided him to the next destination, the surging of the sand turned into a beautiful seaside town. A quiet path with mottled walls on both sides, a stone road, and the walls are covered with climbing vines. In the cold sea, the waves never stop beating on the shore. The girl attracted him at first sight, making him feel at a loss, just like the sunset, dissipating continuously, falling on all the living and the dead like Joyce's snow. Following and watching, the girl said to him: I killed my father, I stabbed him a total of twelve times. Just a year ago, she was sentenced to three months in prison. With the innocence of a young girl, she pretended to be so calm that her expression contained anticipation and panic.
He and she came to the room, took off all the clothes on their bodies, and couldn't feel the feeling of love. The two feelings of father-killing and Electra all converge on this girl. When she saw the director, her inner struggle was evident, whether it reminded her of her father again. The staggering figure of $12 contains all the stories, and the truth is in it. The story-seekers were tired and annoyed, as if they had just finished filming the murder scene. He left, feeling that there was no longer any meaning to stay, the idea of a certain movie brought him here, and the same idea sent him away again.
The third story: the desire to indulge A chance encounter in a
coffee shop, she comes up to ask to share a good article with him. She said: A scientist went to Mexico and wanted to live in a high place, so he hired someone to help him move. After walking for a while, those people stopped and didn't leave. After a few hours, they left on their own, because they thought people would lose their souls if they walked too fast.
The two became lovers. He swore to his wife that he would no longer have contact with women, but when he went to his lover, he was filled with desire, and the previous oath had long since been lost. Finally, after three years, the wife could not bear it anymore and ran away from home. The male owner of the newly rented house was also just abandoned by his wife. When he came back from a business trip, he found that the room was already empty, leaving only a shredded photo of his wife, a beautiful shattered memory.
Is love really an illusion, a trap that only a fool would fall into? What is the relationship between marriage and love? Doubt, redemption, frustration, the limitations of our thoughts, experiences, cultures, inspirations, imaginations, and sensibilities that make us feel lazy and feel better than ruminate.
The story has already made people feel very tired. What does love bring us, endless desires can never be satisfied, leaving or staying behind is deep loneliness.
The fourth story: the redemption of desire
He met a beautiful woman, but she had a lover: God. She said: One of the shortcomings of the body is that it has too many desires. If you give up, you can get unparalleled tranquility. He is afraid of death, and when he sees beautiful flowers, he will feel sad, because flowers always wither and wither. A book I read recently has a saying about flowers blooming and fading: things in the world are born and die, bright like a flower blooming, and withering like a flower withering. One flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi, green bamboo and lush yellow flowers are nothing but prajna. She is afraid of survival, of the inevitable life, and has no expectations for life. He is full of enthusiasm and expectation for life, he asked tentatively, what if I fell in love with you? She replied: It was like lighting a candle in a bright room. Tomorrow she is going to the monastery. There is also some pain in her heart that she can't speak, so escape, so devoutly believe in God, only God can bring her peace of mind.
So far, the four stories have been staged separately. They are all encounters, but they are different stories. It seems to be a circle. There are so many stories going on every day, but there are no more than these four. He and she in the movie are just me and you in life. The process of love is like this. We are exposed to everyone's eyes, doubts and ridicule, and we cannot tell anyone what happened to us. The camera pans, but the endless stories are still being staged one by one.
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