If there is one word to describe the feeling after watching, it is loneliness

Jess 2022-04-20 09:01:11

When watching this movie, one word always comes to mind. At first I couldn't tell what it was, it was shrouded in fog.
I don't know why, but from beginning to end, The Great Gatsby always comes to my mind. It is also a layer of fog, covering the villa on the other side across the sea from a distance, there is a green light, which is distinct and ambiguous in the fog.

Then he asked me, what do you think of this film?
I said I like it very much, I like the pictures, I like the narrative... I have said a lot of likes, but I don't think I can get to the point. What is it, exactly?
What impressed me most, he said, was its tone and hilarious tone.
I was stunned all of a sudden, as if a nerve had been pricked: Joy? ? ?
Where is this film so special and joyful? The kind of thing I feel, even if I can't say it, is clearly the opposite of joy.
He continued, "It's very easy... It's
easy to be a ghost, obviously very lonely!"
--Lonely! Omg I finally found the word.

Some of my friends also commented that this film was very enjoyable. I started to think, why? Why does it give people a sense of ease and joy? And how did I (and others) perceive the loneliness behind this ease?
The ease is probably because of the distant time. The perspective of memory and the tone of other people's narration all dispel the sadness and heaviness of the past.
However, I insist that the tone of the film is loneliness. This kind of loneliness is something that belongs to the essence of human beings. No matter how thrilling and delicate or ups and downs the life process is, all the mentors and lovers will only accompany them through the road for a while, and finally return to loneliness.
This sense of loneliness permeates the entire film, where it begins and ends.
Back home, there is no wind or rain.

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The Grand Budapest Hotel quotes

  • Agatha: [about M.Gustave and Zero] Whence came these two radiant celestial brothers, united for an instant, as they crossed the upper stratosphere of our starry window, one from the east, and one from the west.

    M. Gustave: VERY good.

  • M. Gustave: [pointing at an armful of flowers] These are NOT acceptable.

    Hotel Employee: [bearing flowers] I fully agree.