I admit that I can't fully understand his films, but I think his films are very tragic. The meaning of the city is too rich. The story of the fate of a region and the fate of people. In his films, we will think of many questions about Taiwan in the end. What kind of place is it? It's always on the edge. This sense of edge is a faint but huge sense of desolation in Master Xiaoxian's films. It grabs us like the old father of the Lin family standing in the hall and reprimanding the third child and following the Shanghai guy to speculate and flip that picture. It actually shocked me. An old man who has been eliminated by the times. A ill-fated old man scolded his own moral life one by one to educate his son: "I am not used by people, and the Japanese government is not used to me... "I'm doing this for the entire Zhuangzi." In the conversation between the eldest son Wenxiong and his wife, his childhood memories, his father loved to gamble when he was young, and even hung his little Wenxiong from a tree in the winter. Slip away alone to block these trivial narratives, but the real life is exposed by
Master Xiaoxian like a mirror holding us high, and we break out in a cold sweat. Yes, this is so real. I always like to choose that kind of shot. The conversation between two people in the house is a good life scene. The camera catches the scene of life outside the door. Don't participate, just tell a story, just tell a story, let the story explain
the story. When Wenxiong died, the person who shot him shouted "Wenxiong" loudly. The sound of the bullet, the plump Wenxiong fell silently and then the screen changed. At the funeral, I was amazed at such a peaceful death. How could Wenxiong die in such a peaceful way? But this kind of peace is more sad than crying, but a powerful force.
Silent but resisting.
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