"The Sun Also Rises", of course, did not understand. If you want to understand, maybe you should first make an investigation on Jiang Wen's life experience. In fact, he is just telling a story, putting his own feelings into the story, and using the specific images inspired by his feelings in an instant to carry the stories he uses to express his feelings.
How would I know what he was trying to say. He just wanted to let those who knew him know, and didn't intend to let those who didn't know him also know.
Engage in creation to get a certain level, the next step is to play creation. Or rather, just play.
I watched "Iron Triangle" some time ago, but I didn't understand what it was doing. I remembered that I had seen another movie called "Seven Swords" by Tsui Hark a few years ago, which can also be viewed as a cold joke. So I think I can give up hope for Director Xu.
I came back and searched for "Iron Triangle", and found that it was three people who filmed together, one piece per person. Understand that they are just joking. After drinking for three rounds, he said, come on, let's play a game~ I will tell a story first, and then you pick it up, and whoever doesn't pick it up will be punished for drinking~
This is how the movie came out. It doesn't matter what it says. We are just watching them play.
Magical realism is pretty cool to watch. Like pigs flying in the sky. Why do pigs fly in the sky? Why are you still pushing the bike?
How do I know why, it just flies in the sky and I just see it pushing the bike. Can't you?
If someone has to analyze the symbolism of the pig and what kind of psychology it reflects... Then I'd love to listen.
After all, I haven't experienced such an era, and I don't know Jiang Wen. So I can't analyze it.
It's just the sheep on the trees and everywhere, the turf that can be used as a boat, the expressive helpless eyes of Huang Qiusheng lying on the bed, the riding camel walking to the "end" of the road, the flaming tent chasing the train, beautiful The baby among the flowers standing on the locomotive shouting arbitrarily...
It all seems so comfortable to me. That's all I understand.
And then there's "Sunny Days". Restlessness in chaotic times. With the nostalgia that the director cherishes.
The children fought in groups to the accompaniment of "The Internationale", and the bricks were beaten down with blood all over their faces.
This picture makes me feel moved. For that real raw restlessness.
Xia Yu hangs her schoolbag around her neck and keeps entangled behind Tranquility's butt.
Xia Yu miraculously climbed up the chimney and then fell in and crawled out with a comical look, as if the world was in control, and said with certainty, "Milan, don't go tonight!"
Xia Yu was really young at that time. Only 17 years old.
I was thinking that the temperament of the stubborn master of the capital, today, should be very lethal.
They fight in groups. Influx into Lao Mo's birthday. Xia Yu used a bicycle to carry Tranquility through the long plane trees on the outskirts of Beijing to send her to the farm.
I suddenly remembered "Blood Romance". Zhong Yuemin was about to start a group fight, but Zhou Xiaobai stubbornly stopped him. Zhong Yuemin took the power outage and walked away from the chair in Lao Mo. They rode to the Ming Tombs to play in late autumn.
At that time, Zhou Xiaobai was attached to Zhong Yuemin's body. Even if it was really cool in the late autumn, it must be warm in his heart.
It's just that the separation came so quickly. Zhong Yuemin went to northern Shaanxi. Indefinite river. Qinling's folk songs deeply moved him. Some people, in those destined moments, become the only one in their life.
Whether it's "Sunny Days" or "Blood Romance", they are probably just a touch of nostalgia for those times, rather than criticism.
In that era, whether it was heartless happiness or indescribable pain, it was the mark of youth and the process of growth.
Xia Yu jumped into the pool from the ten-meter platform, fantasizing that people on the shore would lend a helping hand to him, but what he got was kicked to death. He struggled to the surface again and again, and was kicked down again and again mercilessly.
To describe it as "helpless" seems hypocritical. Life is just like that. Youth is like that.
He floated quietly on the water, like a dead fish with a white belly.
Die cruelly, and then be born again.
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