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Ma Dayong: Memories of three films

Ma Dayong: Memories of three films

Four Weddings and a Funeral

Ma Dayong: Memories of three films

Four Weddings and A Funeral

I didn't think of Andy again. I'm talking about Andy McDowell, the heroine of "Four Weddings and A Funeral." The poet Juju once chicly compared Juliette Binoche to "the first ice cream in spring", yes, everyone has their own bite of ice cream. The difference is that his ice cream is from France, while mine is from the United States.

It is said that "Four Weddings and a Funeral" is a representative of British comedy films, but the joy of those years has almost been forgotten. The only thing that can't be washed away is Andy's eyes, looking gently and lovingly at Hugh Grant, who always seems hasty and clumsy, and at me, who is also hasty and clumsy. She is the kind of person who is very tolerant and restrained, allows you to make mistakes, and shallowly embraces you into her arms. In my twenties, Andy has been quietly watching my sorrows, unassuming, not dazzling, as the simple strange flower of my youthful dreams.

Later, forgot about her. Time flies, the soul is gone, the youthful mood is gradually depressed, and there are no more dreams at night. As a result, Andy became a coordinate of his youth, precipitated in the light and shadow of the years, eroded and diffused day by day. When the red dust rises, what is left in our hearts? I once read some beautiful words, and I felt a lot of emotion, so I asked a quatrain: "I am full of food and indulgence in the pen head Zen, and I am sad about dripping powder and rubbing crisp." At that time, I was also very fond of it, and I used to write about the spring breeze. "When the ice cream of spring melts little by little, and the strange flowers in our dreams wither a little bit, Andy, we can't resist the magic wand of time.

"Since ancient times, beauties have been like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world", in a blink of an eye, Andy is in his sixties, right? It is not easy to find the negatives of her youth on the Internet. Audrey Hepburn, Catherine Zeta-Jones, Sophie Marceau, Maggie Cheung, Kwan Zhilin, Zhong Liti, Zhu Yin... In the mirror at midnight, how should they lovingly think of their bright red face?

"Seventy Years Back in Time"

Ma Dayong: Memories of three films

Somewhere in Time

"The flowers of spring, the wind of autumn, and the setting sun of winter, I used to think so ignorantly in my melancholy youth", on the college campus in the eighties and nineties of the twentieth century, there was no other music that plucked our heartstrings more than this song by Luo Dayou. I am a person who is quite sensitive to time, I will be immersed in her magic when I am a teenager and can't extricate myself, and then I have seen the poor road, seen the legend, seen the ups and downs, and also seen life and death, and finally understood that time can cure everything, sculpt everything, then it has gone to the vicissitudes of middle age.

So for a long time, I paid fanatical attention to time movies. Because film is one of the ways to understand time, it has infinite hypothetical ability and infinite expressive ability, which brings me infinite emotion and sorrow. A movie that also belongs to the youth: "Somewhere in Time" (Somewhere in Time), when the male protagonist sees today's sun and moon inlaid on the coin at the end, and the beauty of seventy years ago instantly falls towards the other end of time, what kind of melancholy of the old world is that, and how terrifying! Time-themed movies usually have amazing visual effects, like "Back to the Future", like "Black Hole Frequency", like "Time Machine", this one doesn't, it relies on time itself to create the effect, like a cup of pure Kuding tea, without any additional flavor.

The Shawshank Redemption

Ma Dayong: Memories of three films

The Shawshank Redeption

So, what is the taste of time? For me, at least, those blurry, jumping black-and-white tapes are kind of thing. After falling in love with movies, for a long time, those black and white lights and shadows accompanied me, morning and evening, like dreams that I couldn't see or remember. "Once Upon a Time in America", "Last Year in Mariamba", "Fangfang", "Red", "Underground", by the way, and "The Shawshank Redeption" (The Shawshank Redeption) that can never be skipped. After reading it dozens of times, I still can't explain the charm of it, or is any elaboration and explanation unnecessary, as Buddhism says, it will become a "word barrier"? However, there are still some sentences that I can extract at will in the storehouse of memory (thanks to the subtitle team of the videotape version, whose Chinese version is no less than Stephen King): "We couldn't understand what was sung in it, but it was like an angel's voice, making the heavy stone wall disappear." At this moment, the prisoners of Shark Fort are free" "Busy, busy living, or busy dying" "Some birds can't be held because their wings are too bright".

The glorious birds hovered in my once bleak world, and without their chirping, we would always be prisoners of despair. Staring at the beating black and white light and shadow that night, listening to the echo of the videotape's "sizzle", my cage disappeared without a trace, and I came to the moon and stars, chewing on the taste of time.

That's the movie. For me, it could mean a way to survive, the wind settles and the sky falls with happiness and auspiciousness.

Ma Dayong

Editor-in-charge: Liu Xiaolei

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