A self-distracting fake movie review
It's hard to say whether this is a top-heavy film, but in the face of many interpretable and extended references, the 2K word cap makes the article appear top-heavy.
Therefore, in order to avoid this situation, only the first half of the film has not yet begun to collapse. (Actually, it’s just because of over-interpretation and long-windedness that I can’t write it down.
shelter
The subjective perspective of moving, slightly below the midline of the human body, using his eyes to see the panic he saw, his emotion became a real object sticking upright in front of me, and the intense tension made me unable to avoid or ignore it.
The house is the only refuge.
He entered this sanctuary from the outside world full of panic, stripped off all his external things, and was shown in front of my eyes as a naked, coming and going image. When I first arrived in a foreign country, I was addicted to taking a bath intermittently, and the taboo was broken. After the release of desire, there is the loss of possessions (clothes covering the body, objects of identity, connection with the hometown), his rupture with his homeland and with himself. It was the punishment and revenge of the gods in a foreign land for his betrayal. His independence has the dual attributes of being abandoned and actively abandoned. At this time, the house is the only reliable place to be protected, and he can only hide his vulnerability here. He is like a baby, naked, riding in a bathtub (Herbala describes Seneca who was accused of suicide by his political opponents in "Too Loud Solitude": However, what I see is not a halo, but a The golden tub that stood upright, and Seneca, who was lying in the tub, stood upright, after he had cut the blood vessels in his wrist with a knife, he proved to himself that he was right), was floated to Emile and in front of Caroline.
come
The door was pushed open by Caroline, and Caroline's alibi was invisibly deprived. The so-called "presence" was only to confirm the sentence "No one is innocent." Warm light casts into the dark, gloomy picture. He was sent to Emile and Caroline like a baby. With the composition of the death of a saint, he was lifted by the two of them one by one and placed in the brighter bedroom. At this point Emile is more like a faithful believer, a spiritual "synonymous" connection that makes the act of awakening and being awakened. Emile consciously chooses to ignore the culture and identity of the refugee side (although this ignorance is based on inequality), blurring the only remaining sexual organs that can prove his individual identity (necessary), while the concept of gender is Fuzzy, setting aside the limitations brought about by gender, makes him independent of the gender of men and women as an image without the concept of gender. There is no man-to-man, man-to-woman emotion, only man-to-man emotion as a human being.
He said "I have nothing left". But he still has memories, an inescapable story that connects him with his father and his motherland through blood as a bond. He put on a set of clothes worn by the natives, and looked in the mirror, "I'm cool and dazzling, and I can hold my head high... (I'm integrated into this country)", at this time, only he is centering on the mirror, And the mirror didn't center on him, and only vaguely flashed past his body, half of his body.
exchange. He gave Emile the only physical lip studs left that could be connected to the motherland, culture, memories, and individuals as a thank you gift. (Body piercing is, after all, just a group consciousness.) The group identity he removed from himself. A covert communication takes place between them. At this moment, the connection between the two parties is connected for the first time.
Leaving a beautiful apartment and entering a rundown house, the concept of hometown is hidden in this contrast. Use the gifted clothing to fill holes in your house. Clothing that was originally used for beauty, camouflage, and identity has now been transformed into a brick to block the wind and rain. Needs cannot be met by help "in good faith."
connect
Shaky low-angle subjective shots connect scene to scene, and the panic of being a stranger continues to permeate.
Borrowing three selected postcards: the characters of Napoleon, Kurt Cobain, and Van Gogh can not only refer to themselves, but also actively divide him into the group of "idealists"-obviously, idealism belongs to the three of them. common ground. Sad, fantasy, but full of romantic factors.
"There is no such bad country in the world, you have to choose one of them." In fact, the derogatory words he spewed out were not all out of accusation and anger against the country, but more like a premise and a slogan that made him abandon the motherland. Treason becomes justified and acceptable. Or it is a kind of repetitive practice in the face of questioning (from the country of asylum), constantly stimulating to numb the self, so that the answer is fluent. However, the pessimistic tendencies brought about by the words themselves make these possible temporarily hidden, linking their nihilities together temporarily.
Light warning:
Synonym: Two words that can be interchanged in a context are said to be synonymous relative to that context.
The rational meaning of words, the range of word meanings, and the distinction of emotional colors make synonyms infinitely close in meaning, but there are always differences. Even though words are exercising their counter-action, the thinking patterns, ideologies, and cultural traditions behind different languages are deeply rooted.
While music has broken down this barrier, it has also added an invisible barrier. Certain music makes people generate certain emotions, which can resonate in music. In the semi-hidden music, the audience is placed outside, and a private domain that only belongs to the two is established. The most exciting connection in the whole film is gathered and erupted at this moment. But at the same time, the sense of detachment from the third-party perspective also makes it seem that this fanatical resonance is ridiculously based on a crumbling nothingness.
Music, art, movies, books, poetry, art is just the self-high of a small group of people, and the resonance obtained from it is just a trick for art to make you play, it means nothing.
It means everything.
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