It snowed suddenly on Friday, I was sitting in the house and made me a cup of red bean and barley soaked with apple slices. There was only a little snow before drinking, and two or three pots of hot water were opened during the process. When I finally drank the boiled water to clear my throat, it suddenly changed to heavy snow. The swirling snow, the torn goose feathers, whirring and whirring, did not stop.
Later, when I went to cut Xilulu, I added a sound from outside the small balcony, and I immediately thought of the train driving in the distant forest, the whistle in the winter, bleak and long, lonely but not sad, conveying his life to the earth. .
It all makes me think of Hong Sang Soo's movies. The first time I didn't hear about it, but watched his film seriously was the introduction, which only took less than 30 minutes. Within half an hour, I was still jumping a lot, so the impression was nothing more than a clean black and white picture that was a little bit poetic. I think he was just a little bit tricky, and the form was very close to the French Rohmer, but more than Rohmer's metaphysical philosophy. The meaning is shallow, and it is casual. In other words, it is often said that it is not a headache to watch, and there is no need to think about the lines and watch the elegant people come and sit down. Later, I let him go, and I didn't think about him anymore. But I still often see that classic poster - a man holding his arm, he can't tell the gender at first glance, he is cold all over, but he still doesn't come out in the shallowest bay of the waves. The thicker and thicker waves behind him seemed to be starting to exert their strength. If the man didn't take another two steps forward, he would immediately devour him. Here I see that it is a man.
His slender body was wrapped in a thick cotton jacket in the movie, and he appeared outdoors several times. Although it was protected, it made people see his shortcomings. Sometimes there will be a woman who has known each other in the last year or the previous year, and after a polite greeting, is wrapped in this padded jacket.
All three parts of the film are waiting. But they are not very clever. Sometimes they wait too long to meet people who are not equal, sometimes they make mistakes and are called away by their elders, and sometimes they fall into memory, and at this time, they are actually talking to the person who planned to date. middle. This kind of momentary departure, at that time, did not wait for such people. The three life encounters did not unfold much. The water on the surface of the lake was lit by small ripples. Everyone felt the stillness of smacking back in something. Some of the people who missed it at the time didn't seem to continue. This is actually what actually happens to everyone.
There are two Hong Sang Soo films that I have watched very seriously from beginning to end, one is in front of you, and the other is right now and then wrong. In front of you, the protagonist is a patient who is about to reach the end, but she returns to the country with the intention of making up for it, and talking with her ex-husband and sister who now lives at her house is what this movie is all about. She had met mother and son in the park during this part of the conversation with her sister, and they were both absolutely polite enough to appreciate life. That's it, there are different character relationships between being impolite and going beyond being too polite. When she talked to her sister, from the beginning of politeness to the focus of the conversation, once the focus of the conversation can reach the knot of many years ago, that is, it is time to be rude, and this time is just the beginning of making up. But life is very complicated, and the influx of time will offset this right destination that can be reached by impoliteness, so when you chat, you can avoid the important, and you can go outside when you are chatting. The shallow distance between the garden and the house is just a few years or even decades.
When I finally saw my former husband, everyone's face that could not be wiped away was first driven away by politeness. Because of the disconnection in the middle, there is no boundary between politeness and rudeness here, and it changes every moment. So we can talk to the end. As soon as she said that she would be dead soon, the man gave up the ceremony, crossed the time, came here, and the more he talked, the more sad, the man can play the piano, the woman can sing, and everyone finally disappears into this boundary middle.
In this time, right then wrong, politeness and impoliteness have different endings, and it is directly a matter of happiness and unhappiness. In the first part, the director rested his feet in the temple, and walked up to the tired woman sitting on the wooden board outside the shrine eating hot sticky cakes. The relative politeness under the sun but the concern of outsiders made the two begin to approach tentatively. Then there was a chat in the small restaurant, all the way back, talking about how she came to now, he listened and thought about going to her house during the day to see her painting scene, and after arriving, he burst into tears and said he liked you. The woman also follows the trend and is not angry. I see this very understand the possibility of this situation, that is, a person has a lot of weather every minute, if he is a good person, drinking, this kind of being surrounded by lights, talking about The indecent assault forced by the sentimental degree is actually quite restrained, so women don't have to be afraid. The director lets it happen. You see it soon after he realizes that he should shut up. After returning to politeness, this ending will only stay for a certain day. Look out the window and look downstairs, something is missing when you see another girl again.
In the second case, the director sat on the pillar of the temple and met the woman who was eating again. The woman's question changed a few words, but it did not affect the next meeting of her family, her and his tavern meeting, But just when the man should have said his sincerity at the time, he shut his mouth. I chose politeness, and until the end, the two of them still maintained this kind of distance. Ordinarily, if you choose to be bold and tell the truth, you should be able to go as deep as you can, but it is not too close or far; if you choose to be cautious, look at the other person's face and say the truth in your heart, you should always be on two parallel lines, but they are also classified as two parallel lines. Not far or near.
Some people say that Hong Sang-soo's films are poetic. Life is full of cruel killings of day and night, and the remaining poetry is the last castle in the air that humanities and artists give to people. Redemption is precious but always a dream. Actually not, that is, as long as you start communicating with a certain person, something will be scattered among your acquaintances, and you will not see it when you fall to the ground. Those slightly mixed taboos cannot be fully explained. Still go, on the surface, it is wrapped in light and shadow like poetry. At that time, it was all broken treasures. If it is not amplified, it will be absorbed cleanly on the ground of life. But in the human world, those who can't cross the line, or the degree that is a little bit clear, are actually in the process of unconsciously magnifying, and a little carelessness will change the second half of life.
The slowness of Hong Shangxiu's films is not the slowness of Japanese films, but that he is constantly lifting, lifting heavy bricks, and there are inadvertent but very important results that link the previous and the next. It's lengthy, and it's only close to literature and art; everything in Cheng Wan is meaningless. Hong Sangxiu is in the center sooner or later. One point, many things in real life that you choose to ignore but always play a role, that kind of scorpion that can be fatal or emotionally lethal, are discovered by more people to guide people, Good luck can enlighten a person's life in advance. Those who are not sincere but have missed the past can dream in their memory to open a small window, breathe a little breath from here, and cheer for tomorrow's day.
Like the whistle in winter, the effect is manifesting.
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