Really good shot, really. The movie is like a switch, turning on the current of those memories. When I was a child, I was scolded, "You don't know what hunger is!" Grains of rice are picked up, and even things thrown by others are sometimes picked up. We didn't understand very much and even quarreled with her, saying she was ashamed. My uncle said, "Now you know why Grandma Xun is so careful!" He
laughed, cried, and finally couldn't say anything. Grandma came from that era, but she never listened to what she said. When I was a child, every time I asked curiously, the most I got was "Fight the old days, escape from the famine, it's scary" and never say it again. Like the final narration, "I still mention that bad thing, I forgot about it." The feeling of deliberately shielding the suffering that went deep into the blood, but unable to forget it, in the end, it was just a sigh and a casual remark, all of which were forgotten.
The Henan flavor in it is very good. The actors' Henan dialect is very standard. Zhang Guoli said it really well. The scene of the first rich man's house and the costumes of the actors are all in place. With the loess all over the mountains and plains, the cold and barren after the snow, it seems that the director has really worked hard. Self-deprecating, ironic, helpless. There must be a lot of credit for the original.
People cannot forget their roots and their roots.
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