As a child, I had a kingdom that was in ruins.
Next to the government building is the People's Court. When I was seven or eight years old, the court was rebuilt, and it was completely demolished. The engineering team did not come. The ruins existed there for three months. During those three months, I went there to play whenever I had time. I can hide myself in reinforced concrete for an afternoon, and then go out to play with my classmates. The janitor knows me because my dad is a government official.
My classmate's house is a flour mill. The room is low, low, dark, and smells of kerosene. I huddled on the sofa and watched the Hui women grinding and pressing the flour. My classmate was doing homework beside me, and suddenly I heard someone shouting outside, My dad is here.
I thought it was here to arrest me, but I don't know why, but I still ran away, but no one cared about me after running for a while, and when I went back, their family cried and cried, and someone next to me told me, Said that my father had taken away the daughter-in-law of this family and said that she was going to have a sterilization. The family gave birth to three girls, and she could not give birth any more. At that time, I thought my dad was majestic. I watched them cry over there, and I didn't feel any guilt.
But later I realized that what my dad and the others did was wrong. He stood on the low wall from morning to night to chase and block those women, so that they would not have the right to have children. This national policy was stopped in 2016.
Today, I was with my parents in "Long Time", I asked about my dad's time, and I said that you are just like Haiyan in the play. My dad smiled and told me the facts at that time. Their working group agreed with the young women a few days in advance about the time they would come, and told them not to tell anyone else, not even their husbands, in-laws and in-laws. When that day came, their work team estimated that it was a good time to arrest someone and kicked the door open. When the family saw that it was from the Planning Commission, they panicked, and then a few able-bodied young people went in and took the woman from the family home. After they were caught, the family saw the situation and started to cry.
However, when my dad and the others took these women to the hospital, they didn't go to sterilize them. The doctor made an incision on their white belly and put a Band-Aid on them before they were discharged from the hospital. They had to hide it until they became pregnant again.
I may have misunderstood my dad for more than ten years, and I only know the whole story after seeing this movie today. I'm a little ashamed, but also a little calm.
Speaking of the movie, the backstage was not well done, and the editing was confusing. When I watched it, it took me a few seconds to transfer to this scene. Some of the lines didn’t seem to come from their mouths, like the side of the movie, full of literature and art. "Time has stopped, and all we have left is to grow old slowly." "There is a tree in my body that grows bigger and bigger..." and so on, and then Liyun committed suicide (?) The camera turned back to Haohao, I thought it was Haohao doing first aid. In fact, the story is very simple. I knew from the first scene of the movie that someone was going to drown, it just depends on how the director made it. The director pounded and pounded, but did not export a flower.
I actually saw the taste of "Later Us" in it. Is this the way of film narrative? I'm a little sick.
Besides the advantages, the style of the film is the same, it pushes the development of the story repressively, and there is a little red (Jasmine), which seems to be a jumper in the whole story. Wang Jingchun did a good job, running with his son in the tunnel, in the streets and alleys Running with his wife in his arms is very real, losing hope in the dark and despairing in the light.
The story is happy, but the movie has regrets.
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