This is a film that falls from a cliff into an abyss where black lava flows, summer, autumn, winter, it gets cold for a while, sharp editing, startling violin, weird chorus, disturbing footage, trembling , dizziness, nausea, wanting to scream, unbearable depression, terror and helplessness.
This is the best movie I have ever seen to describe people's psychological state. It's like a great Imagist poem, weaving together countless pictures and using them to create a shuddering meaning, and the audience is fascinated by this. This kind of atmosphere was sucked into it, and there was no way to extricate it.
The low-pitched and repeated violin sound from the beginning to the end of the film is still pulling dry and sharp in the ear, monotonous, unchanged, the melody day after day, only the sound is getting more and more high-pitched, more and more sharp, Getting closer and closer to a morbid, crumbling euphoria and madness.
Drugs are like a huge haze covering the lives of these people. They did not choose to fall on purpose, but were chosen unintentionally by the fall. The whole film is not so much about the process of Xiali's degeneration, but rather a complete description of a state of existence, a feeling of hopelessness and panic about the degeneration of people in life. Xiali didn't care about his mother's feelings at first, but when he found that he should be a good son and filial to his mother, he was already caught in drugs and couldn't extricate himself; Marianne and Xiali were so in love, but they viciously slandered each other because of the onset of drug addiction. , Xiali even gave her the man's phone number to let her fall; her mother loved her son so much, but the loneliness and loneliness in her later years forced her to choose to put her hope on TV. She wanted to make her son pay more attention in this way. She, she started to lose weight like crazy, took medicine (actually a kind of drug), tortured herself, and finally became crazy. At the beginning of the fall, he can still be saved, but he often does not realize his own fall. When he realizes that he is trying to save himself, he sadly finds that everything has been pushed into an out-of-control orbit, and he cannot stop it by himself. Towards the abyss and destruction.
This crazy film stimulates the audience's nerves with broken shots and frantic rhythms, reminding me of Van Gogh's later paintings, smashed into pieces of color, swirling in a vortex of collapse, ecstasy and longing to burst into a thousand words. Thousands of words are smashed into this kind of expression similar to madman's ravings, but the whole chaos is the most authentic expression of the heart.
This film is brutally shot, the needle is slowly pierced, the drug enters the body, the shortness of breath, the dilation of the pupil, the mother's pained expression on the shock stage, the festering arm of Charlie, the ghost that dangled on the naked Marian at the party. The eye-like flashlight, the blood that splattered on Xiali's face when he cut off his arm... The camera shakes, rotates, and does not hesitate to close-up, from those close-ups where the pores can even be observed, all kinds of pain and fear can be seen, Coupled with the sound of the violin strings cutting into the depths of people's brains like a sharp knife, my hands and feet are cold in the 30-degree summer.
At the end, the dream of the mother on the hospital bed, the long-lost beauty and ease, contrasted the reality more cruelly. Do you want to get close to the darkest, most desperate and crazy mental state? Then take a look at this "Requiem for a Dream".
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