Park's trilogy
"OLD BOY"
actually saw this film by accident. I've seen a few good Korean movies before, but I really don't like them. I like Korean films for their delicate textures and beautiful graphics, but I hate their formulaic expressions and boring plots. After watching a few of them, I got bored and began to reject them.
Once I went to the disc store to buy discs, if I bought more, I got a membership, and I could go to the disc library on the second floor to rent discs for free. On the bus back home, I grabbed a few pictures, knowing that this was the award-winning film of Gana this year, I really didn’t expect it to look good. As a result, I was shocked in front of the computer at night. I never thought Korean films could be so good. Film critics all say that there is Kitano's violent wind, nonsense, where is this inheritance, better than Kitano to see where it went.
That night, under the guise of an event held by the Law Society, I forged my signature, borrowed the key for the school's multimedia projection, and showed the film on a screen in a classroom in the teaching building. It was the most enjoyable movie viewing experience I had at the time. I looked up in front of the screen, my eyes were shining, and I needed to deliberately suppress the slight trembling of my body from time to time.
He makes me feel. . . . Unexpectedly, I encountered a soul that was soaked by poison.
Koreans are ruthless, ruthless and undisguised.
At the same time, I fell in love with Cui Minzhi, fell in love with his bright face, fell in love with his high spirits, fell in love with his momentum of arrows on the strings, and burst into strong rhythm performances. There is a very natural grandeur in madness, like a long-term cure for a mental patient. I remember after watching "old boy", I sent messages everywhere to my friends, saying that I found a Korean gary oldman.
Music is such an interesting virus, it can make sadness so beautiful.
Friends are wondering why I fell in love with this movie. The protagonist is an old ruffian, and the director is a middle-aged wizard. To watch his films is to experience a dangerous spiritual carnival. So-called psychology destroys the mystique, which is existence and its magical component, which is reduced to terms like "schizophrenia", and when we just call it that, we miss the experience The possibility of this vast and mysterious pleasure. To watch his films is to experience a dangerous spiritual carnival.
It's a thick black with layers and layers.
It was a well-prepared chunk of black that knocked us out.
It takes a man to give his full mind and intuition as a director.
To avoid some heavy monotony, he poured a lot of blood as an adjustment.
A tragic, spasmodic red.
A bulky, wet violence.
Maybe cooking and looking at life are somehow the same. Chinese people like to cut the carcasses of animals and plants so that the original appearance is completely invisible, and they add a variety of seasonings. The attitude of the Koreans is the attitude towards that octopus.
The top half is still being grinded by the teeth, and the bottom half is spasming and struggling outside the mouth.
fresh. barbarous.
Koreans are ruthless, ruthless and undisguised.
In the scene where Wu Daxiu fell on the table, just after the bite, the stump of the octopus was still dancing alone, and then Mei Tao fell in love with it. Reminds me of the usual disconnect in Park movies. It's like killing someone in this house, and the person in the other room may still be cooking without knowing it; He was smoking a cigarette on the desk next to him, doing his accounts carefully.
As the two words related, were originally unrelated.
When I was so lonely that I had hallucinations, I went to the movies.
Movies are a pill to curb violent tendencies.
How to make the audience willingly devote their increasingly pale feelings to the film? Still choose the old theme: anger and revenge.
In fact, to a certain extent, revenge has already given up the initiative of a certain life. The protagonist can no longer freely choose a certain direction, but is driven by fate to complete a certain purpose. From the moment you are hurt by others, you are stuck in a certain gear.
After watching the first part of the trilogy, "I Want Revenge", I was already consciously looking for it. Without Hongdae's soundtrack, it becomes colder and more straightforward. But the meaning is as awe-inspiring and dry as wine that has been frozen for many years. The plot is tight and compelling. Life is cruel and dull, without a little sweetness. Orgasms are brain polyphenols that are naturally produced after mechanical exercise. It is the clear vision after the nicotine has been brewed to a certain extent.
When this year's much-requested "Kind of Gold" came out, the pain was premeditated and violence was expected to erupt. I already know that Park Chan-wook's film is a hidden ammunition depot, just follow the flexible picture and plot and then willingly accept bombardment again and again. But what you see when the ending comes is no longer a fuse to lead you down the road.
What I saw was a cutaway view of an ammunition depot.
Still huge and precise, but too obvious at a glance.
A group of crying dirty souls.
At the same time, a face of Zhang Pu's royal family appeared like a family portrait.
The protagonist is already Lee Young-ae. When I leave my computer, I can see her on the big screen in the living room wondering if the food is delicious or not. But in the movie, she was able to drop sterilizing water into the food for three consecutive years and then feed it to people by herself. I don't know if Park Zanyu used her to win Dae Jang Geum's rice. I don't know if people who have watched the movie will have a momentary illusion when they look at Jang Geum's pure smile.
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