"Dear Basketball": No need

Theron 2022-04-19 09:03:09

Recent life, and "short" related.

The various tragedies reported in the news cannot bear to read or ponder. At the end of May, Nanjing was already hot, but the evil of human nature made my back feel cold. Unprovoked distractions and inexplicable fears swirled in my mind and couldn't get rid of them. This is probably the reason for my chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Read "Study on Buildings". The profound meaning of the article's "shortness" lies in its shrewdness, in the single-handedly penetrating and penetrating. Look at the best animated short films of the Oscars, the meaning of the movie "short", which is roughly the same as the article.

"Dear Basketball", the controversial best short film, how about it? I want to talk about subjective feelings first. [Only the most clumsy in the world can overcome the most skillful in the world]. Today, when animated short films are extremely pursuing technology and pictures, this sketch animation work is obviously the opposite. In comparison, Disney's princess animation series, as fine as the clothes fibers and skin pores, can only be described as slender. And this short film is a whole pencil sketch, with rough lines, unrestrained brushstrokes and distinctive features.

On this basis, it is associated with the [prosperity and forgetfulness] that freehand brushwork pays attention to. Intention and form, which is more important, which is better or worse? Personally, I prefer the expression of "meaning". The brick frescoes in the Wei and Jin Dynasties expressing the life of working people are really beautiful and speechless. A man with a plough, holding an ox in his left hand and a rope in his right. The ancients painted the rope with a single swipe, skillful and light, and the lines were very fluid. Facing the painting, it seems that you can see the figure of the painter splashing ink. The paintings are all on the bricks, and the borders are framed, which cannot enclose the infinitely vast world. This is the charm of freehand brushwork. It is thick and fine, and it is natural. It is completely free from specific images, but it is full of tension. To a certain extent, "Dear Basketball" also feels this way, the animated film is not lifelike, but lifelike. It is better than "God".

Finally, getting out of sports, the dreams and love that I showed in five minutes made it impossible for me to demand anything else.

However, the film was given some labels. Because it is adapted from Kobe Bryant's confession poem dedicated to basketball, and dubbed and narrated by him, it is the so-called "confrontation between art and feelings". As a result, it is not clear if the comments are made of chicken feathers.

If the film were de-labeled, never mentioning Kobe and the NBA, and only depicting a story of an ordinary boy and basketball, it probably wouldn't have won an Oscar. But as I wrote earlier, the characteristics and advantages of this film itself exist objectively. "Dear Basketball" is still an excellent animated short.

The label Kobe Bryant may have increased the bargaining chip for awards and evaluations (I think it at least played a role in raising attention), but it has been criticized and criticized. In the comments, there are those who give only one star, those who think the short film does not live up to its name, and those who mock it. It's understandable that the audience doesn't buy it. To put it this way, the label is too bright, illuminating the shortcomings of the film. If there is no eye-catching effect of Kobe, these small flaws may not be noticed, or they may be more tolerated.

It really is Xiao He who succeeds, and Xiao He who loses!

Writing short articles is more difficult than writing long ones. As soon as I write today, I write longer. That’s all, the short film is only five minutes long, so it’s subjective and objective, so stop there, it’s not necessary.

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Extended Reading

Dear Basketball quotes

  • Kobe Bryant: Dear Basketball, from the moment I started rolling my dad's tube socks and shooting imaginary game-winning shots In the Great Western Forum, I knew one thing was real: I fell in love with you. A love so deep I gave you my all - from my mind & body to my spirit & soul. As a six-year-old boy, deeply in love with you, I never saw the end of the tunnel. I only saw myself running out of one. And so I ran. I ran up and down every court. After every loose ball for you. You asked for my hustle. I gave you my heart. Because it came with so much more. I played through the sweat and hurt. Not because challenge called me. But because YOU called me. I did everything for YOU. Because that's what you do. When someone makes you feel as alive as you've made me feel. You gave a six-year-old boy his Laker dream. And I'll always love you for it. But I can't love you obsessively for much longer. This season is all I have left to give. My heart can take the pounding. My mind can handle the grind. But my body knows it's time to say goodbye. And that's OK. I'm ready to let you go. I want you to know now. So we both can savor every moment we have left together. The good and the bad. We have given each other all that we have. And we both know, no matter what I do next, I'll always be that kid with the rolled up socks. Garbage can in the corner. :05 seconds on the clock. Ball in my hands. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1. Love you always, Kobe