your dad is your dad

Stefanie 2022-04-19 09:02:51

Looking at Godard's "Goodbye Language", from the farewell narrative in "Exhausted" to the farewell language here, the 80-year-old man is really too pioneering and experimental to understand. The picture is picturesque, but the audience still can't understand it, and can't watch it any longer.

Black and white pictures are intertwined with color pictures, dynamic blurred pictures are mixed with calm and unchanging pictures, 3D ghost pictures are integrated with 2D planes... The film challenges the audience's sensory limits time and time again in terms of sight and hearing. The villain angrily scolded: "Go away! You bastard!"

Think of a sentence in the "Bible" "God said: 'Let there be light'". There is God first, then language, then desire, and then light. If there is no language, there is only "God". After Godard's Goodbye To Language (English: goodbye language), is there only one god left in the world, AH DIEUX (French: God).

Finally, when I don't know what to say, I can only say that the master is still the master! God is still God.

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  • Dennis 2022-04-22 07:01:52

    As a nerd, I won't say more. But I couldn't help but add: Badiou said that this was the age of French philosophy, and I said that philosophy lived not only in French, but also in the language of cinema.

  • Adrian 2022-04-21 09:03:25

    goodbye. So I turned my back on myself. So this betrayal becomes meaningless. In its most primitive sense, there should be no more language after goodbye. The most primitive meaning is, forgetting, forgetting, forgetting. In its most primitive sense, short criticism is an art. But it really doesn't look like art. It's a philosophical debate. Reality is really depressing but it doesn't have to be that way. This is an act of staring at the advertisement QR code on the subway to find its beauty and philosophy. But the philosophy is still deep. It is acceptable for film history to do so. what is this? Consider it a precedent, it has the meaning of existence, the meaning of thinking, and there is not much meaning of beauty (maybe because it is not 3D). Of course, this review is for first-class artists. Second-rate is nothing. The gap between infinity and zero. Intellectually, it is my species. Also much the same as the history of movies. Worth a serious review. But not so willing. See, this is the objectification of unart.