Four hours, just like this all the way to the end, very depressed. The last scene was nearly four hours better than the end of "Mountains and Rivers", until I watched it, I felt like a boulder was pressed against my chest. Countless times in my mind I imagined the elephant sitting on the ground, heavy, clumsy, desperate, angry, in a desolate place.
Four hours, just like this all the way to the end, very depressed. Poor mountains and bad water long shots, virtual focus and no lights From the lens style and narrative, Hu Bo's talent is indeed obvious to all. I didn't feel that Wang Xiaoshuai said "it sucks". Although it has always been a long shot of poor mountains and bad waters, false focus and no light" seems to be the basic equipment for small-cost art films, but the sense of strength, suspense and rhythm of this film lens are quite good, and the four-hour duration does not make people feel slow. But even in four hours, Hu Bo's ambitions are really very big to include the problems of bullying on campus, the problem of education system, the problem of family parenting, the problem of old-age care, the problem of brother morality, the problem of ambiguity between teachers and students, and the problem of social hostility.
The knife sharpened too fast, and the world soon collapsed when it died. The wandering white dog is a metaphor for social hostility. When Huang Ling picked up the bat, when Wang Jin swung the club, when Yu Cheng's friend grabbed the window and came out, when Li Kai pulled the trigger... After suppressing it for so long, so much personal helplessness and helplessness, despair and anger, finally broke out, but it was still so nothing. They still can't escape from this world, they still have to face so much helplessness, but they are still deceiving themselves in the desolate night and driving away. Li Kai finally pulled the trigger, thinking that the moment he fired the shot would make others afraid of him. But after listening to Yu Cheng's simple ridicule, all his sustenance was extinguished in an instant, and he muttered a sentence "This world is also quite boring" and committed suicide. The cruelty of this world is not that the weak eat the strong, but that no matter how much we struggle, we are always eating each other. Only by releasing that moment there was a moment of false pleasure, like Webb snatching the old man's shuttlecock and being slapped in the nose, but laughing relaxedly. That's the only smile in the whole film. All human suffering is essentially anger at one's own incompetence. This anger piled up, poured into each other, digested and intensified. And above this is the edifice of our proud times. In fact, the meaning of art must be meaningful to everything, and what is the meaning of meaning?