Episode 1: Entertaining to death, everyone is a participant.
The Internet controls our lives. In an era of so much information so fast, we can't wait to catch every second of new things, lest we be half a second behind. As a result, we live on the Internet, and occasionally reluctantly look back at the blank and boring real life when there is no power and no traffic. The first thing I do when I wake up is to see what happened to the world during my sleep; the last thing I do before bed is to see if I have missed what has happened in the world. Therefore, at the beginning of the second section of the film, the first thing the girl in the apartment building does in the morning is to wake up the sleeping man very seriously and seriously: Princess Susannah has been kidnapped! There are videos on Youtube! The network's control over people's lives is undoubtedly the inevitable result of its development, and its occupation of us has far exceeded the scope of our control. Grab the Internet, and grab the world's fastest speed. When the mother in the bar was still watching TV and speculating that the kidnappers were just asking for ransom, the son had already learned from the Internet that it was for "the Prime Minister and the pig"; When the netizens found out, the kidnappers were punished accordingly. We are also accustomed to using the latest topics on the Internet as the content of our daily life. It seems that we must grasp all the tools that can be connected with the Internet in our hands, just like grasping the life-saving swimming ring in the sea, otherwise we will be apprehensive and nervous. anxiety. The world is changing fast, but do we need to live so fast? After "Black Mirror", I had to look back at myself after being occupied by social networks, and I had been torn to pieces; after I pieced it together, there was still a part of myself hanging on Renren and Weibo without hesitation. The Internet layer, in my opinion, is the initial beginning of the first episode of Black Mirror, and behind it is a swirling force, its parent body, the media.
If the Internet controls our lives, then the media determines our lives. Television is also part of the media. In Chapter 2, whether TV is live or not directly affects whether people believe YouTube videos. TV stations scrambled to catch first-hand news. Because I don't know the media at all, so I just felt some "opaque transactions" hidden in the play. It seems that "human feelings" determine the credibility of the media. In order to know the facts, in order to obtain first-hand information, to obtain more insider information, unscrupulous means - threats to future careers, sexual temptations, life-threatening risks - are all right; and these, it should be said that the media Is it the conscientiousness of people, or is it the dirty side of the media? The language of the media, the attitude of the media, and the data given by the media also subconsciously influence people's thinking. On the other hand, the media are the minions of the government (perhaps it is inaccurate), so no matter how much you resist the government's decision, you will also unconsciously accept the government's message through the media, and thus change your original attitude and opinion . When the Prime Minister felt fear, anxiety and helplessness in the car, his staff sent out the most impressive picture to the media reporters, "MC has displayed incredible bravery...", when the electric noise was emitted, people blocked their ears, the whole street, the whole city , it seems to be silent for a moment, only a single harsh current noise. Such a sound resounded throughout the city, and all other sounds disappeared; and after sexual intercourse began, people made disgusting sounds, turned around, closed their eyes, and filled the crowd with torment, sorrow, and sighs; does this mean that in this In this event, everyone is participating, and everyone is witnessing an amazing and terrifying "art show"? A year later, Michael and his wife in the camera are loving and relaxed; however, after closing the door, the wife shows indifference and disgust for his helpless call. The inconsistency between the world under the camera and the world outside the camera is understandable. As with The Truman World, how can you possibly be consistent unless you don't know you're living on camera. But what I am confused about is that there is nothing I can do. The occurrence of such a thing will inevitably lead to psychological shadows on both sides. Everyone is a victim, but where does the wife's indifference and disgust come from? Is it his refusal to tell it, or is he compelled to do this? do, or something else?
We subconsciously, but also have no choice, believe in the media and the world we see from it. Therefore, the media should give us a relatively fair fact, rather than blindly deceived or induced. Compared to the relatively independent media industry in the UK, I really don't know what to say when I stand on Chinese soil. Political ideas take root in every piece of news, and once I watch CCTV, I just feel the endless smoke from politics. I like to watch the recently popular "A Bite of China"; I also like to watch Cai Lan's "Cai Lan's Famous Dish"; it can even be said that I prefer the former, because I think food culture should be real, in real life It's true, just like in "A Bite of China", the grandfather wearing cute glasses drank a mouthful of noodle soup, the Shanxi aunt squeezed and turned the pasta, and the uncle shouted on the street "Huang bun, "Huang Momo", the aunt gently touched the fluffy and snow-white hairy tofu, the father and son smiled with the marinated ham, the lotus root that the boys carefully dug out of the mud, the pine mushrooms and fish that the girls in Yunnan finally found. Looking at the fishing nets slipping under the ice under the soles of my feet, the kippers made by my mother in the memory of Miao girls... But while feeling the beauty of Chinese food culture, I had to endure the "The Chinese people's path" hyped. of independently building socialism with characteristics", it shows the hard life of most farmers, which seems to be the view that developing countries should have, but they are so frugal and industrious, this is because of the successful construction of socialism with Chinese characteristics .
human nature. The kidnapper in the play is an artist, and is therefore called "the first great artist of the 21st century". Although it is said to be slandered, I am because of the "130 million people watching" and "everyone participated in this event" in the play. And frightened. I believe that if, indeed, this happened, most of us, before or after, would have condemned the despicableness and darkness of the kidnappers' intentions, but there is no denying that most of us, if not all of us, would go through this. Wander in muddy water. This is irony. I want to call this kidnapper a crazy artist because he sees the human side so well.
"Participant", I dare not simply speak of the good and evil of human nature. When I saw this, I suddenly remembered that in the class a few days ago, Teacher Wang and Cheng Yuan both said something like this: If the Cultural Revolution happens again, I am the teacher, and you students, if you don’t say all, there will definitely be some people among them. sue me, kill me. I kept asking myself, would I, would I? The answer is unknown. Cheng Yuan's brief talk about the cruelty of the Cultural Revolution is definitely not a few "inflated" photos seen on the Internet, or wearing a high hat, hitting you, or Ji Xianlin in "The Cowshed Miscellaneous" wrote that he was crawling on the ground and his testicles were inflamed and swollen. The big necrosis is as simple as that, but people drive long nails into people's heads. They think that fascism is terrifying, and that concentration camps are the darkest side of human nature. A lot of things have really happened in our history, and we don't know it. Cheng Yuan suddenly made me understand that we are clamoring for the evil deeds of the Japanese in the Nanjing Massacre to us and the harm they caused us, and we ask them to apologize and ask them to respect history; then do we respect history ourselves? Do we dare to move our whitewashed history to the auditorium to teach our descendants to "respect history"? Of course, I can also understand that this autocratic rule that has lasted for thousands of years and is still continuing today has to completely block some sensitive issues and avoid talking about it, otherwise it will not be able to maintain the continued existence of such a huge country. There are too many things on the table, and we may collapse in an instant like the "childish imperialism" of the Soviet Union. The world we are accusing of, we are actually in it. Maybe the Cultural Revolution happens again, and I am also the one who nailed the teacher's head; just like the viewers in the play, they participated unknowingly and fell into it unknowingly.
Episode 2: I was about to break through your control, but I ended up standing on your stage with my mouth shut.
At the beginning of the second episode, the screens around Bing were lit up, and the virtual rooster was crowing. He looked at the virtual self on the screen, and started the day without touching the real thing. Everything came and went in the palm of his hand. , the only tangible object is the fruit growing out of the petri dish in the virtual vending machine. I can't help but want to laugh, isn't this a kind of life philosophy that technology is trying to advocate for us? You are in between the virtual and the real, everything is virtual, but everything is the normal state of your life. You don't even need to touch the screen or slide it. You put your life into the wall, stick it on the floor, and the screen is formed when the table is spliced together. You only need to wave or wave your hand. Technology will inevitably make our life simpler and simpler, more convenient and more convenient. But if life itself is nothing but beckoning and waving, it is a sin.
Wearing the same clothes and being with the same expressionless person, Bing's expression is very stiff, very numb, and very helpless, which makes me think this is a copy of "1984", Big Brother monitors everything, and people "produce" in batches Out, people are not even given the right to think. Only then did it come to light that it was exploring another proposition: our revolutionaries, which ended in a comical end.
I just knew I had to get here to stand here, and I knew I wanted you to listen, to really listen not just pull a face like you are listening like you do the rest of your life, a face that you're feeling instead of processing. You pull a face and poke it towards the stage, and we lah-di-dah, we sing and dance and tumble around. And you see up here, it's not people. You don't see people up here, it's all fodder. And the faker the fodder, the more you love it, because fake fodder is the only thing that works any more. It's all that we can stomach, actually, not quite more, real pain, real viciousness that we can take. Yeah, stick a fat man up a pole, we laugh ourselves feral because we've earned the right, we've done cell time, and he's slacking, the scum, so ha-ha-ha at him, because we are so out of our minds with desperation,we don't know any better. All we know is fake fodder and buying shit, that's how we speak to each other, how we express ourselves, is buying shit. What I have a dream? The peak of our dreams is a new app in our Doople, it dosen't exist. Show me something real and free and beautiful, you couldn't. It breaks us. We are too numb for it. I might as well choke, it's so much wonder we can bear. That's why when you find any wonder whatsoever you dole it out in meager portions. Only then until it's augmented, packaged, and pumped through 10,000 preassigned filters, till it's nothing more than a meaningless slight .While we ride day in day out going where? Powering what? All tiny cells tiny screens and bigger cells and bigger screens fuck u! Fuck u for sitting there and slowly making everything worse! Fuck u and your spotlight and your sanctimonious faces!Fuck u all for thinking the one thing I came close to never meant anything, for oozing around it and crushing it into a bone a joke, one more ugly joke in the kingdom of millions!
At that moment, I was full of explosive energy, like all the virtual people on the stage. I thought that was followed by an awakening of popular consciousness, and I believe that in such an emotional rant was a minimal colic of conscience. But insensitive people, we have been bound and entertained for too long, we have been walking between the virtual and the real for too long, and we have long given up the struggle. Those so-called dreams, the innocence at the beginning and the despair later, the struggle at the beginning and the life of self-paralysis later, our pursuit, reluctantly compromised the world under the aperture step by step. Don't care about the unspoken rules, and even numbly believe that it is the self-giving up that must be experienced to achieve success. The shyness, fear and reluctance of Abi just appeared in the camera, and most of all, it repeats the same action like a sow, Let others be slaughtered, the music is intermittent, like crying, more like helpless self-deprecating. And our revolutionaries, standing under the spotlight, accepted his "stage" naturally. In the end, no one said anything, just as everyone scrambled to make puppets that were easily manipulated at the beginning. Real revolutionaries eventually became victims forgotten by time; incomplete and impure revolutionaries became stars, scolding entertainment and finally entertaining themselves to death. And then we are still numb, walking dead, just living. The decrease and increase of mileage are all consumption of life and soul in another form, and in the end there is only one left: emptiness.
The numbness of the Chinese is not just the "tireless, pervasive, dull and indifferent Chinese" described in "The Chinese Temperament", but even a dullness that needs stimulation and shock in order to respond. In Liang Wendao's "Interview", Liang Shiquan said: The reason why Sichuan cuisine is popular now is that it has a strong color and taste, people are slow to respond, and their numb nerves need great stimulation. Like food, cities are constantly stimulating people's nerves. When I woke up in class that day, Teacher Zhou pointed to the night scene on the banks of the Qinhuai River and said, "It's really ugly to be feasting."
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