Missing
my father-"My Father, My Son" After watching "My Father, My Son"
, the music, rhythm and emotion of the story hit me like boiled water, making me intoxicated. When the film ended, I spent a lot of time. Come out of the film, no, not only out of the film, but also out of my memories.
The film tells the family story of an intellectual during the government coup. His father became an anarchist reporter because he "he didn't listen to him and studied agricultural engineers well and returned to manage the farm." He came out of a village, but rebelliously and bravely embarked on the road of working hard for the country as a reporter. This journey lasted fifteen years. His beloved wife was pregnant, but gave birth prematurely that night-a night he didn't know about the coup d'etat. They cried and cried, but they couldn't find anyone's help. He knelt to the sky helplessly and shouted: "God, come on, where have you been..." But the reality is so cruel. No one came to help them. The wife gave birth to a child on the grass, but died of excessive blood loss. After more than a year, he was imprisoned for political reasons and tortured in prison. At the same time, he entrusted the child to a kind-hearted "fat mother".
After he was released from prison, some of his comrades helped him find a job in a "bourgeois" newspaper, but they still couldn't tolerate him and asked him to move again. He looked at the children who did not have a stable home, and finally decided to return to his hometown, just for the children to have a free room where they could come and go freely and grow up freely.
Most of the film is about how to untie the emotional knot between him and his father. The first important thing is that there is no resentment between his son and his father, but they will definitely get lumps because of him. What touched me most about the film is the natural and unrestrained emotions of the Turks.
The relationship between him and his elder brother, a typical farmer, is so natural. They laughed and cried together.
The same is true of his relationship with his son. Perhaps the father in the eyes of all children is a hero, and so am I. When I was young, I felt that my father was sitting on the mountain, and I was sitting on the top of the mountain, shaking, kicking, waving his hands around without worrying about falling off.
When the son climbed onto him and said that he wanted to sleep with him, his heart was like burning, how he wanted to take the responsibility of this love. However, he thought of being separated from his son forever soon and leaving this world forever, thinking that he was here to find a space for his son to grow up freely, so that he could grow up bravely without him, he thought Let yourself be cruel and try to stay away from the love of your son. But how does my son know this? The son saw his father's abnormal behavior and said that his father no longer loved him, and the father couldn't help it anymore and hugged his son tightly in his arms.
When the music sounded, my tears couldn't hold back anymore. Father, my dear father, how are you in heaven? Remembering that we were "hide and seek" on the bed, you held me tightly in your arms. But when you were diagnosed with advanced liver cancer, you didn't let me come to see you in the hospital, or even let me come close. Do you know how I was wronged at the time. Later, when you couldn't eat, choked up and wanted to talk, your mother was beside you to comfort you, you looked at me, almost speechless, but still choked up and continued talking. I understand. You want me to study hard and enter university... That is something I will never forget. I made my promise to you, the first promise in my life. I said I will work hard. I will work hard to get admitted to university. Your expression at that time was so relieved that it made me unforgettable in this life. But, how much I wanted to hug you back then... However, what is blocking us is not only the impending death, but also the current illness... Many years later, I really regret that it was so at the time. Believe in "science", cancer is not contagious, even if it is contagious, if time can go back, I would like to hug you again.
When he arrived at his hometown, as he expected, his father didn't like the new grandson because of him. His father was so stubborn on the surface, but he was so tender in his heart. Therefore, when the old man was feeding the horse and he heard the innocent question from his grandson in the distance, "How can horses have shoes?", his feelings were naturally revealed. It is the wonderful thing of emotion that allows the elderly and children to cross the barrier of time and connect them. It was also feelings, this wonderful thing that finally brought the old man and his son together again. Feelings, why are you so magical that you can connect the two people separated by yin and yang in dreams, anywhere. Father, my dear father, you haven't entered my dream for a long time. For more than ten years, as time goes by, I miss you more and more, my father. Your look and your image have become clearer and clearer in my heart.
On the night when his father reached a reconciliation with him, he fell ill. It turned out that he had carried his physical condition statement on his body long ago. Because of the torture in prison, his lungs had been broken in half. But he still insisted on achieving true reconciliation between his son and his father, and between himself and his father. Thinking of you father again, I can't imagine how you were still working in the field with advanced cancer, and still happily lifted me high and put it on your shoulders. I can't imagine that even after you know your condition, you still have to think about the future of your family, go everywhere to beg for your eldest sister to be a teacher, and insist on taking all kinds of unknown bitter pills.
In the last scene of the film, he appeared on his son's camera after he died. He told his son to make him strong. Then let him take a picture of him leaving. Father, do you know the last scene you left in my heart? It’s the day when you return to the light, you come to believe that a miracle happened to yourself, say that you are completely healed and can walk, say that you killed the pig at home, say that when you are healed, you will re-drill a well at home. He said that he would always spend a good life with us...
Here are a few conversations that make me unforgettable:
(The old man and the child, the old man is feeding the horse, and the child looks at the old man timidly at the door. It is this scene that makes them Reconciliation is reached) The
horse does not wear shoes.
no. Horses wear shoes.
You can't see it.
Why can't I see it?
You stand so far invisible, come here, take a closer look.
Where are the shoes?
You stand too far, come a little bit.
See it? These are horse shoes, called horseshoes.
do you understand?
Well, you are right.
Did you stick these iron shoes on?
Stick it up? Funny kid!
Nailed up.
It hurts.
It doesn't hurt, there is no meat there, it's all nails.
What if you don't nail the horseshoe?
The horse hurts without a horseshoe.
Are you scared?
Can a person be afraid of a horse?
I'm not afraid. It's just that he suddenly yelled "poof", which made me a little surprised.
Unexpected?
Does it have a name?
name?
It's just a horse, what's the name. Why don't you give it a name?
Let's call it "Happy Bouncing".
Okay, kid.
How did you come up with such a funny name?
It's the name in a comic book.
It is Lucky Luc's horse.
Can we call it "Happy Bouncing"?
sure.
Do you like reading?
like. I also like horses.
Who doesn't like it? You can come here often in the future.
Thank you, uncle.
Uncle?
I am your grandpa! Don't call me uncle.
But you were angry when I called you grandpa last time.
I will not do it again.
I am your grandpa.
(In the vineyard with grandma, grandma just finished telling the story of dad when he was a child)
I really want to see how dad was when he was as old as me.
How can it be? It's all a long time ago.
I hope that there is a space-time shuttle. We
can go back to Dad’s childhood to see him with the push of a button . Would you say, OK?
Okay, of course it's good.
At that time we will be younger too, right?
(After returning to his hometown, he dreamed of leaving with him. The conversations between his former friends and him were also very interesting.)
Is this the difference between urban and rural areas? Even if you say that, I wouldn't believe it. This is your hometown.
home? hometown? Hometown?
Recently, I keep changing my understanding of these words. I always thought I was fighting for the country. But this country doesn't care at all.
Many people think that the country doesn't care. We once dreamed of leaving here, remember? You succeeded, but I didn't. I want to ask you something. At least you are the one who tried. As someone who dare not try, do you think I really missed a lot? I ask because of curiosity. No other meaning. After experiencing so much, if you were to choose one more time, would you go or stay?
I have no idea. I guess I will take everything from here and bring back everything from there. Do you know what is the hardest? It is an intermediate state.
(He asked his father to meet in the yard. What he said to his father touched the heartstrings between him and his father, and also touched my heartstrings.)
Life will continue. Some people write new books, but you can't read them. Someone will make a new movie, but you can't see it. You want to listen to your favorite song again, but you can't. It may be easy to get used to it. He grows up slowly, but you are not by his side, and you can't see him if he has a girlfriend. Dad, my heart seems to be burning. It was the burning sensation of unfinished business behind him. Recently, as soon as he hugged me, I tried to push him away. I try to stay as far away from him as possible. Seeing the pain I caused him, I hated myself again. Give him a room, Dad. Give him a home and let him come and go freely.
(After knowing that the father is dead, the son is sad. The conversation between grandma, grandpa and him)
Everyone is going to die, Deniz. Allah, please take them to your side, we call them "dead", but in fact, they are waiting for us in the sky.
Right, grandpa?
-of course.
So, one day, we will meet in heaven. Your father will be there too. All of us will go there. We will stand in the sky and look down.
(This is the last scene of the film. The father walks out of his son's lens. The father tells his son to be strong, grow happily, and live a happy life)
Dad.
son!
Did you come out of this?
Are you going to school today?
Um, can you see me?
Grandma said you can see all of us.
Um.
You look good in school uniform, and you look so handsome.
Did you come yesterday too?
Yes.
Dad, am I dreaming?
I don’t know. Even a dream is a sweet dream, right?
Why are you not Superman?
Because you have grown up.
Once people grow up, will dreams become monotonous?
Will I never see you again?
If you want to meet, you can see me. It's just that those dreams may not be as real as they are now. Then you will know that everything is just the imagination in your mind. However, your dreams may also be better than they are now, and you can direct those dreams as you wish. You can turn dreams into reality.
Is it like this when you grow up?
Well, handsome guy. That's how it is when you grow up.
I hope to be a child forever.
why?
Because I will not see you when I grow up.
You have no choice, you have to grow up.
When you grow up, you don't need me anymore.
It is going to rain. Quickly, go in the house.
Will you get wet?
I will not get wet, knowing that you have a home, I will always be happy.
Are you leaving now?
Let's play a game. You use your camera to take pictures of me walking.
But there is no film in it.
There is a film in it, I put it in. Come and shoot me.
Goodbye, Dad.
When Deniz said goodbye, he silently promised his father.
He will grow up, and he won't cry anymore.
Because his dad can't fly, but he is a superhero.
Deniz let his superhero go
because there are new adventures waiting for him.
When I stopped my hand typing on the keyboard, I joined together and prayed silently, hoping that God can bring my prayers to my father. Please let him rest in heaven, I will be strong, I will grow up happily, and live happily.
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