Is this a master architect documentary? If the expectations for a documentary are objective, multi-angle, reflective, and detached, then this one is obviously not. The film isn't even very "architectural" - Louis Kahn's illegitimate son takes the camera to interview his father's peers, people related to his father's life or death, and a considerable proportion of it is used to interview his lover. But when the opening music like a requiem sounded, and the Bangladeshi Congress building standing silently in the mist permeated on the quiet water surface appeared on the screen, I was moved almost instantly.
"FL Wright was too cantankerous to love. Mies van der Rohe, you couldn't talk to him at all. Corbusier was mean"----No matter how vicious Philip Johnson was, he couldn't really speak ill of his dead father to his son , so he said that Lou became a kind and loving artist who was loved by everyone - the second half of the documentary told us that he was a "kind" who would call his colleagues at 3 o'clock in the middle of the night and scolded him for making a few all-night models for being a pile of garbage. artist. Or I.M. Pei is more sincere, "If my employer is not satisfied, I will put down my opinion and return to the studio the next day, and Lou will not do such a thing. He is an artist, and I, I am a Chinese people".
I haven't seen Lou's work in person, his base is not Chicago but Philadelphia. I also stayed in Philadelphia for a few days, and I was in the art museum, and I didn't know him at that time. I sometimes think that the United States has gone for nothing, and the folklore teacher in college also said that we went to the Forbidden City for nothing. It's a pity that in such a good world, I don't know anything. But didn't Lou only have the opportunity to go to Rome when he was nearly fifty years old. That humble silence is like a saint who bows his head to all beings. He should have inherited it from the temples of Greece and Rome. Last week, I got off the subway from Lujiazui for the first time. When I got out of the station, a Greek temple hit my face. I shook my head and saw that it was the building of Ping An Finance. That is also inheritance, the kind of inheritance that glitters with gold and tells you that capital is omnipotent like a knife and axe. It is so frightening that you have to bow your head.
People who travel around the world to enrich their spirits and express them like prayers in their works always have a power that can easily move people's hearts. Huge circles, semi-circles, triangles, squares, X, humbly invite light in in their overlapping shapes. It reminds me of Bray's Newton Memorial, the difference is that Bray at the end of the eighteenth century has childlike ambitions, whereas Lou doesn't want to put the whole universe into his work.
Are the humble people all fraternity? Because the world is so rich and profound, every leaf and every individual deserves to be taken seriously. I don't have an answer, but if I worked with him, maybe I'd love him alone for the rest of my life, like her two lovers. Live in a block not far away, waiting for him to visit every few days. After a long time, thinking of the scene of leaving, even at the age of eighty, I still cry. One of the lovers recalled in an interview his words when he learned she was pregnant: "you have to be philosophical about this". This is really beautiful.
The Bangladesh Capitol, his largest work, was built nine years after he had a heart attack and collapsed in the underground toilet of Union Station in Pennsylvania. Such a tall and modern building was actually built by workers who used their heads to top up the soil and climbed up on artificial scaffolding. It took 23 years. How fitting is this for his last work, it doesn't get any better than this, and in that sense it goes beyond Salk.
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