People think about death because they are afraid; and then they stop thinking, and they also think because of fear.
Thus Camus said that "people are sensitive to other issues in depth, but their minds are poor about death." What is the meaning of thinking about death? Before the day of death, why should mortals who must die suffer themselves? - "The Desire to Be Born" will give the answer.
Poster for the movie "Desire to Live"
The film is based on Akira Kurosawa's reflection: "Sometimes I think of my own death." He gave Hashimoto a sentence: "A story about a person who will soon die", so Hashimoto wrote the script "Live", that is, the film "The Desire to Live".
This is a masterpiece of life and human nature. The definition of life and death, the satire of bureaucracy, the deep dissection of human nature, and the thorough reflection on life in the film are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and vividly. The performance of the lead actor Shimura Joe has nothing to do with skill, and the heart is deep.
The first time I saw this movie, it shook my heart and my life after that.
<h1>City Hall</h1>
Watanabe, the head of the civic science section at City Hall, said in a voice-over, "This guy who hasn't taken a day off in thirty years, like the walking dead, has actually been dead for decades, and the only purpose of his life is to keep his position, and the best way to keep his position is to do nothing." ”
omission? Watanabe cannot be blamed for this, because everyone here is like this. Just like at the beginning of the film, several women came to complain about the sewage problem, starting from the Civil Affairs Department, they were constantly "kicked in the ball", they shuttled between departments, the Civic Department, the Civil Engineering Department, the Park Department, the Epidemic Prevention Department... Finally, we arrived at the deputy mayor.
The deputy mayor had a people-friendly smile, "I am very happy that you can come to complain, we have set up a civic section for this purpose, then please go to the civic section for this question." ”
In this way, Watanabe is not special, he and the city hall are united, prevaricating each other, and implementing the survival philosophy of inaction. However, tomorrow after day, how many tomorrows?
<h1>hospital</h1>
Doctor: "You have a mild stomach ulcer." ”
Watanabe: "Please... Tell me the truth... Tell me I have stomach cancer. ”......
Watanabe knew that it was a doctor's white lie to a dying man, and he knew that everyone would die, but he always felt that he would not. At this moment, he panicked like a drowning man, desperately trying to catch something.
He missed his son so much that his wife died early and widower lived for twenty years to raise him to adulthood. He went straight home and sat in his son's bedroom and waited for him to come home.
<h1>Son</h1>
There was no light on in the room. The son and daughter-in-law returned home together, took off their clothes and hats, and talked about gossip about buying a new house. Daughter-in-law: "It takes half a million to buy a house, can it be paid from dad's pension?" Son: "He can't use the money anyway, so he can't always take it all to the coffin." ”
The two laughed, and the son turned on the light, and Watanabe, who was sitting there, startled them, and Watanabe in the darkness looked blank and did not say a word, and went downstairs with his back.
The grief that he wanted to tell his son had to be put aside for the time being, Watanabe was in front of the deceased wife's tablet in the bedroom, lonely recalling the scene of raising his son alone, and in the memory of a parting, Watanabe called out his son's name affectionately...
Suddenly, a call from his son came from upstairs, and Watanabe excitedly climbed upstairs. But the next sentence, "Close the door," left him stranded in the stairwell. Watanabe closed the door and closed the door of his heart to his son for the first time.
Before going to bed, he made the bed, unfolded his trousers and folded them under the futon by pressing the trouser line. He sat down at the table and made a fuss. Suddenly thinking of something, he looked up at the thirty-year attendance award hanging high on the wall, threw the alarm clock away in horror, and went into the bed to cry.
<h1>debauchery</h1>
At night, the tavern. If death is inevitable, how do I die? Thinking about this, Watanabe sat alone in the tavern drinking, lost his soul.
Here, he generously gave a bag of sleeping pills to a second-rate writer. The writer, out of gratitude, sympathy, and perhaps inspiration, took Watanabe to places he had never been in his life: nightclubs, cafes, dance halls, striptease theatres... Indulge in eroticism, is this the best choice for Watanabe's desperate situation?
All wading brought to Watanabe was physical exhaustion and a deeper emptiness after anesthesia and awakening. In the glitzy field, Watanabe asked the pianist to play an old love song of the Edo period, and unconsciously sang:
"Life is so short, let's fall in love."
Before the red lips fade, before the enthusiasm has turned cold,
No one knows tomorrow's affairs, no one knows tomorrow's events;
How short life is, girls talk about love,
Before the black hair has faded, before the flame of love has been extinguished,
Today is gone, today is gone..."
In the astonished eyes of the crowd, he burst into tears, and his voice was low and vicissitudes...
In the early morning street, several children ran past him with excitement, and the morning wind was cold, and his back was even worse.
<h1>Bunny dolls</h1>
On the way, Watanabe meets a colleague who has come to him to resign, a girl who has decided not to put up with the lifeless work anymore.
During the contact, he was touched by the freshness and enthusiasm of the girls, giving gifts, going to restaurants, drinking coffee, arcades... He couldn't help but approach this living being, trying to sweep away the breath of death from his body.
This strange combination quickly sparked discussion and speculation, and when the girl finally couldn't bear to leave, he asked bitterly, "Why are you so incredible alive?" I want to live like you, I'm a mummy...", the girl took out the bunny dolls made in the factory and said to him, "When I make them, I imagine myself playing with children all over Japan."
Watanabe's eyes flashed for the first time, and he stood up straight, holding the rabbit, and walked quickly out of the café, just as a group of students were celebrating their birthdays, and they sang "Happy Birthday" loudly. Although the song was not sung to him, he seemed to have found what he wanted.
The next morning, Watanabe returned to his office and pulled out the petition of the citizens about building a small park.
<h1>Night of the Guardians</h1>
Voice-over: "Five months later, our protagonist died. ”
At night, at the Watanabe Shrine, the deputy mayor and city hall colleagues are expressing their views, and the solution of the sewage problem and the completion of the park have become the focus of praise and discussion in the media. At this moment, everyone is talking about why Watanabe's temperament has changed dramatically.
For the next hour, the film tells the story of what happened in those five months in the same way that you tell me every word.
Under the unremitting efforts of the old civil servant Watanabe, a stinky ditch was built into a children's park, and in the extremely bureaucratic town hall, he dragged his sick body and asked the deputy mayor and other section chiefs again and again.
He was cowardly and clumsy, didn't say anything big, only knew that he went every day, performed the ritual, and then sat there until the other party really couldn't stand it...
That's it, he has passed through the barriers, promoted the establishment of the project, and went to the site every day, standing in the sand and dust raised by the construction.
Although the credit for the establishment of the park was taken away by the deputy mayor, in the end the crowd came to the same conclusion: the construction of the small park should be attributed to Watanabe.
During the discussion, Watanabe was actually present, and in the portrait hanging in front of the spirit, Watanabe smiled.
A policeman who came to worship told everyone about the night Watanabe died. It was snowing, and Watanabe sat on a park swing and happily sang the old song of the Edo era, "Life is short..."
Watanabe's son wept in the hallway. He said his father left the envelope of his pension at home that morning.
At the end of the night, everyone present was touched, and they regretted that their lives were meaningless after drinking, and vowed to learn from Watanabe.
<h1>next day</h1>
Everything was still in town hall, and a few citizens came to complain about the problem of a certain ditch.
The new section chief replied without hesitation: "Go to civil engineering class." At this time, a clerk shot up and looked at his new boss angrily, and in the middle of the night, he finally didn't say anything, and looked disappointed and lifted up the chair that had fallen to the ground...
After work, the young man passed by the park and stopped to watch— where children were playing and playing under the setting sun.
Nodding slightly, he turned and left.
<h1>alive</h1>
Watanabe's story ends here. When he suddenly realized that his life was meaningless, he had come to the end of his life. Or rather, he came to the end and realized that his life was meaningless.
Perhaps, our lives will not live like a "mummy" for decades, and we will occasionally be touched by something and will vow to change. As a result, I came back to life and went back to business as usual.
How one should live is what it means to think about death. That is, the true meaning of "unknown death, knowing life".
Don't lock yourself up in the habitual "life sentence", since everyone is born to die, do what you want to do sooner.
Every inch feels life, and all the anger is beautiful
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