Fortunately, there are still a group of awake people in The Matrix who are willing to fight hard to wake up more people, and the dark and terrifying reality in the movie has a ray of light.
Inception also sharpens the opposition between the virtual and the real. Layer after layer of dreams is like the room in 1408 that can never be walked out. The old dream wakes up and the new dream continues. The beauty of dreams and the fidelity of dreams make people willing to get lost in the virtual world.
Fortunately, there is also a spinning top spinning on the table, which can tell people whether the moment is awake or dream.
The most frightening part of 1408 is not the supernatural magic that tossed people in the room, but its endless repetition and predicament.
Although the male protagonist surpassed the simple suicide of his predecessors, arson and the room perished together, but the end of the film seems to imply that everything is not over.
The room that can't be walked out, the dream that can't wake up, the life in the virtual world...
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Black Mirror II is like a clear sky Thunderbolt once again arouses people's worries about social deformity, or about human nature itself.
In just 40 minutes, every detail deserves attention, and every expression is adequate.
Will technology infinitely magnify human emptiness? Under what circumstances will human reason be swallowed up by desire? Is it impossible for man to transcend his age, just as man cannot pull his hair off the ground? How long can people's so-called "free will" last under the overwhelming incitement of the environment?
What first caught the eye of Black Mirror II was its postmodern, bizarre world beyond imagination. It was a long time after the film started that I finally understood how this society works. Some people think that the film is obviously criticizing the centralized system, but I think the system is just a phenomenon, a carrier, and a background.
People make up society, and people choose society consciously or unconsciously.
At first, I thought that the story would develop according to the model of some romance films. The male protagonist and the girl who stacked penguins would join hands to break through the darkness of the world like a prince and princess in a fairy tale...
Later, I thought the story was about the male protagonist . How to fight against the whole world with one person under the stimulation of the girl's heart-wrenching pain being dragged into the quagmire by society...
I thought he would kill the judges...
Although I understand that if one judge falls, there will still be millions of people A judge stood up. But at that time, I still had a glimmer of hope that the audience in front of the screen would stand up against this deformed society because of his speech, just like the plot of V for Vendetta.
Even if all of the above assumptions are proven wrong, I still insist that he will splatter the stage next.
The ending of the story made me realize how cliché and uninteresting my assumptions were.
The male protagonist who was recruited was a stark contrast to the one who insisted on not being polluted by vulgar entertainment and who had desperately tried to rush out of the room.
It turns out that people will forget their original intentions, even if that original intention was more important than his life.
When he recalls his past behavior, he may even sincerely feel that that is his original intention-to win the favor of the judges and the audience with a different performance.
We're in that old panic again... we can't tell what's true from what's false, what's false and what's real.
Does it really become a show when everyone claims that your true feelings are just a show?
If the vast majority of people are wrong, who and what can we rely on to save the world?
We are not strong enough because we are too easily influenced and doubt ourselves too easily.
But who can prove that our insistence is truth and not paranoia?
After all, since the beginning of life, we have been affected by everything in this environment. How can we prove that our ideas are not derived from the environment, but beyond the times?
All kinds of anxiety, it seems that it has become a room that cannot be walked out.
Perhaps, all the panic and anxiety only stem from the desire for freedom.
Even if we can't escape the control of death, we want to at least be able to control our own life.
Even if we cannot control our own lives, we want to at least control our thoughts.
Maybe we can't change the world, but at least we can guarantee that we will not be assimilated by the world.
But what if even this last bit of freedom is gone?
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May we all think freely.
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