When Yumiko didn't know how to think about the reason for Yufu's suicide, Minxiong talked about what his father had mentioned when he went to sea, the distant ambiguous light on the sea, which attracted people who were swaying on the sea. As a metaphor, that is, as an interpretation of the sense, it was not very successful, and even disappointed me; but as a landscape, it did present the impression of a blinding, bewildering, wild border. I think this is the place where the spiritual worlds of people do not intersect with each other, where the spiritual world of the individual does not intersect with the world itself, and this is the psychedelic light that can be found in such places. Boundary means replacement, yours replaces mine, true replaces false, so life and death also replace each other. This is light that appears to be full of inclusiveness because of relative dynamics, but it is flat, and because relative always relies on assumptions, it is fictional. Phantom light.
The theme of using the ocean to perform the consciousness of life and death reminds me of what is said in the son of the sea beast, the coastline is the junction of life and death, the death of marine life is our life on land, then imagine the scene of our death... no Is it the scene in the ocean? The gap between humans and marine life, that is, the gaps that do not intersect as mentioned above, attracts us because of its naturalness, tolerance, and unfathomable depth.
In addition, I also like the picture of the funeral procession on the coastal path. A column of black-clothed people, with no direction of coming and going, no idea who they are, no idea of the faces of their peers, just like ants walking in front of the huge and repeated waves, and Yumiko quietly following behind, this is the only result of our contact with death - We only touch the ritual, but it is impossible to touch the consciousness of death.
For me personally, the design of the lens and the picture does not create an atmosphere of repression, but an atmosphere of abandonment, an atmosphere of dispensable doubt. Although it talks about death, the atmosphere deliberately shows the power of life - this power has nothing to do with optimism or forgetting, but is firmly guaranteed by the inevitable flow of time and the inevitable mutation of space, people's trust and obedience to life.
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