So beautiful, so bleak

Herminia 2022-11-19 09:01:27

Jun は 思 う ま ま に fly び go そ line け
I も す ぐ line く か ら are all one thread だ.
Although the cherry blossoms of the same luck are flying,
I will come later. Everyone is the same.

The cherry blossoms chose to break away from the branches at the most beautiful moment and spread to the ground one after another. desolate. In that era, the vast sea of ​​clouds in Jiufen Mountain City was so beautiful, and the hearts of people who walked in the mist that pervaded the mountain roads should be so desolate.

"Sorrowful City" projects Taiwan's past and present life from the perspective of a family. From the recovery of Taiwan in 1945 to the move of the Nationalist government to Taiwan in 1949, from the setting of the sun flag to the rising of the blue sky and the white sun flag, the Taiwanese phrase "dogs go to pigs" is full of helplessness. "Let's see the Japanese, see the Chinese, everyone eats, everyone rides, no one hurts." Lin Wenxiong said softly in the film, the contradiction in the hearts of every Taiwanese people finally broke out in the February 28 Incident. It can be said that the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs.

Hokkien, Japanese, Shanghainese, people with the same face speak different languages. People from this island, people from other provinces, soldiers, and people of the Chinese nation hate and kill each other. Under the tragedy of history, the smoke of gunpowder blows up the ordinary life, and how many buildings are in the misty rain in the troubled times. People are thinking, why should I carry the sin of a nation? The fate of the age is only the sin of the age.

The hero Wen Qing is a special existence. He is deaf. When other people are discussing state affairs in high spirits, he will bring tea and water by the side, tell his own past events with paper, and relieve the pain in his heart with a smile. He's a photographer who works with black and white photos all day. Looking at those photos, I suddenly remembered what Eileen Chang said. Photos are nothing but broken shells of life. The years have passed, and I swallowed the seeds one by one. Everyone knows the taste. All that is left for everyone to see is the messy black and white melon seed shells.

The expressionless people in the photo are also insensitive.

Wen Qing's only line was when he was about to be arrested on the train, and when he asked him where he was, he choked out three words "Taiwan, Taiwan, people". However, the man asked again in Japanese to test whether he could speak Japanese. Isn't the whole society sick when he can only speak Japanese to prove he is a native. After being ruled by Japan for 50 years, the intellectuals sang the "Trilogy in Exile", while the children were still learning the Japanese nursery rhyme "Red Dragonfly".

The change of regime, the end of the era, for ordinary people, it is just the fuel, rice, oil and salt that accompanies life, passing by like a long stream of water, and exists in the radio of Zizi Lala. The years are quiet and the world is stable, which is enough for them.

However, the reality is too sad. Hou Hsiao-hsien laid out the real history in front of his eyes. He felt too sad to see it, but he was still in the dark if he didn't watch it. It is such a deaf man who does not care about the world, but he was also mercilessly killed, and a family ended in tragedy. Home is gone, where is the country? Where is home? Where is the country? The people who live on this beautiful island, where do they belong?

There was no answer, only the fog and mist in the mountain city outside.


We affectionately call the people on the other side of the continent "compatriots", yet how much do we really know about our compatriots. If we have always been full of blood red, how can we understand their calm and deep blue.

Hou Hsiao-hsien said that I did "Sad City" not because I wanted to open up old wounds, just as people used to cover them up. But because I know that if we want to understand who we are and where we came from, we have to confront ourselves and our history. I don't care about politics, I just know that there are some things in our hearts that must be faced and resolved.

The more the wound is covered up, the less able it is to heal.

I think the same applies to us on the other side of the mainland.

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The chubby looking up at the stars

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