Seriously, I'm not impressed with indian Bollywood movies. I didn't watch much, and the deepest impression was that I watched a black-and-white movie when I was a child, in which the male and female protagonists eloped in order to chase love, and when they eloped, they did not forget to sing and dance. ...... Since then, the perception of Indian cinema has become "song and dance", a group of people singing and dancing. The young people of Asan are very happy.
A little sister, a friend in the previous paragraph, strongly recommended me to watch this "Little Lori's Monkey God Uncle", so I looked for it. Indian films are still always good at singing and dancing, the difference is that the male protagonist of this film, Bollywood superstar Arman Khan, actually played with mobile phone selfies when leading the team to dance, which is also a step with the times. There is also a black Chinese in the lyrics, and the meaning is not too clear. Back to the point, let's talk about the film's film review: The scenery of Kashmir at the beginning of the film is very beautiful, beautiful enough to be comparable to the snowy mountains and blue sky scenery in Switzerland. Little Lori in Pakistan can't speak when she's six years old, so her parents want to take their children to an Islamic temple in India for treatment, which implies that this film is a religious film... Unfortunately, due to the tension between the two countries, Lori's father had served as a soldier in the Pakistan Army, and could not get an Indian visa, so her mother had to go to India alone with her child.
This time, there are no tickets on the trains in India, but the trains that do not sell tickets will still stop inexplicably. So Little Lori slipped out of the car while her mother was asleep, so the train suddenly started to bring her mother back to Pakistan, leaving Little Lolita in India.
The male protagonist Arman is called The Monkey God Big Brother in this film, and the big brother eats after leading everyone to high and finishes the song, and is pestered by the hungry little Lori, so he begins the story of the film. The uncle tried to call the police, but unfortunately the police did not care. I had to take Little Lolita back to the house of my father-in-law who had plugged in the door.
On the way home, Uncle Monkey and Little Lori played the game of "guessing the place name", and then led the entire carriage to play together. Then Uncle Monkey God began the conversation box, telling his own life... Using this game of guessing place names to interact, this paragraph reluctantly avoids the "California effect" of the lines. In fact, this plot can only be handled in this way, if it is narrated with a two-line plot, the story of Uncle Monkey is really too far from the main line. However, if the story of Uncle Monkey is not told, his personality cannot be displayed, and the protagonist's aura cannot be used, so the plot of Uncle Monkey's life is also very difficult for screenwriters and directors.
Uncle Monkey is a high-ranking Indian surname, a Brahmin clan, who worships the Hindu Hanuman. And he thinks that little Lolita is also a Brahmin surname, on the grounds that "it must be a Brahmin who looks so beautiful"... Seriously, this is too much like the general character of Indians – feeling good about themselves. When he found out that Little Lolita ran to the House of the Islamic neighbor to eat chicken, the uncle was still comforting himself by thinking that Little Lolita was at least a Brahmin (vegetarian), at least a Chatili (this clan ate meat). What was even worse was that the monkey god uncle who had already plugged the door backwards was that he found that the little girl actually ran to the mosque to pray, and it was when he was visiting the great monkey god... I guess this uncle is going crazy, just imagine, you are a high monk, leading your beloved disciple is attending the Zen sermon, your disciple suddenly shouted: "Immeasurable Heavenly Dignity", how do you feel?
Or let's lower the level of the metaphor a little bit: you are Lei Jun, you are doing a promotion meeting for one of its Xiaomi mobile phones, at this time your secretary took out an oppo mobile phone and said how good is this, how do you feel?
The uncle entered the mosque to find Lori's huge teasing, the first foot entering the temple seemed to be stepping on thunder, and he hesitated for a long time before carefully stepping into the first part... What makes the uncle even more devastated is that this little Lori is still the sworn enemy of their country - Pakistanis. (Uncle hurt +100%) This is not the end, the most tragic thing is that Little Lori was exposed in front of the old father-in-law's whole family... (Uncle Damage +200%)
...... It is necessary to send Xiao Loli back, the uncle took Xiao Loli to the Pakistan Embassy, but unfortunately Xiao Loli could not speak, and the uncle did not prove the identity of Xiao Loli. So he was thrown out and almost beaten. So the uncle took Xiao Loli to the travel agency, learned that the people of the travel agency could smuggle Xiao Loli back to Pakistan, and gave the 150,000 rupees of the house to the people of the travel agency. 150,000 rupees is 14,500 yuan, the uncle actually wants to buy a house in the Indian capital, this price is in the chinese capital, I am afraid that a tile-sized area can not be bought. It is said that the uncle was uneasy after handing over the money and Xiao Luoli to the snake head of the travel agency, and followed back. This director's shot is used very well, the heart-wrenching music, and the chaotic shot, reflecting the pain and entanglement of the uncle's heart. When the uncle tracks the snake head at the end, he finds that the snake head is ready to sell little Lolita to the brothel... The uncle broke out, saying that if I was an uncle, I would also fight, no matter how many people on the other side... The uncle defeated the snakehead and the brothel with one enemy and four, and all the people in the brothel flew away. Took Lori home...
It should be that people with high surnames have privileges, and there is no policeman to trouble the uncle anyway. The only trouble was sending Lori home. The uncle and Lori who chose to smuggle touched many people along the way, the stowaway dealers at the border, and the patrol soldiers on the Pakistani border. But it also offended the border police, so the hunt and journey began in Pakistan. The story changes from here to a road movie, Little Lori and Uncle, and a third-rate journalist from Pakistan who was moved to join them. The three men were chased by the police all the way and helped the girl find a home while fleeing... There are constant laughs along the way, and the scenery along the way is beautiful.
It is worth mentioning that Pakistan believes in Islam. In the film, the three uncle reporters went to Pakistan, and the three got lost. The uncle comforted the reporter and said, "Hanuman will guide me in the direction...". The reporter asked: Is Hanuman also useful here (Pakistan)? The uncle was speechless.
There was also The Uncle Lori and his party who were saved by the Islamic imam, and when the uncle broke up with the imam, the imam performed Islamic etiquette and put his hand on his head. Uncle Monkey God also subconsciously raised his hand to his head when he returned the salute, and then found that he was mistaken, so he quickly withdrew his hands and folded his hands... At this time, the brilliance of human nature has exaggerated the shackles of religion. Finally found the little girl's home in the depths of the snowy mountains, but just when the little girl was about to meet her mother, the uncle was caught by the police because he was responsible for cover... At this time, the reporter who accompanied the uncle all the way sent out the video taken along the way and the deeds of the uncle through the Internet, and as soon as the message came out, both Pakistanis and Indians were moved. ......
On the Border of Indo-Pakistani Kashmir in the early morning, the sun shines through the foothills of the Himalayas and shines on the snow-capped mountains of Kashmir, where the barbed wire fence between the snowy mountains and streams separates the India-Pakistan border, and the soldiers of the two armies guarding the border on both sides of the barbed wire are fully armed. The snowy mountains of the two countries each came with a group of people, more and more, thousands... Rushed to the border between the two countries. They led Uncle Monkey to break through the pass. The defenders were helpless, and the order they received was to put Uncle Monkey in a position. But they did not dare to offend these thousands of people. The leader of the defenders said a very warm word: Although we have orders, there are many of you... So the border between the two countries was opened, so the uncle returned to India smoothly. At the time of leaving the Pakistani border, Uncle, Uncle Monkey, Uncle Monkey of the Brahmin clan... This devout Hindu performed a Muslim ritual to the Pakistanis who had bid him farewell.
At this moment, I was moved. I am an atheist, neither the monkey nor the Hindus of Islam, and I am not cold. There are even some biases. But when the brilliance of human nature shines in the moment, this brilliance transcends faith, transcends nationality, transcends race... This brilliance is called love! Finally, Little Lori finally spoke, and she called out "Uncle". To sum up, this is a rare good film in recent years, with groove points, but almost perfect. As soon as many people see that foreign films are good, they will lament the difference in the level of domestic films, and how the reasons are. In fact, there are many reasons, but the main reason, I think, is that there is no emotion: the mainstream film directors in China are the fifth and sixth generation directors, and this generation of directors has experienced the turmoil of several special historical periods in the country. To borrow a quote from Ge You's movie "The black night blackens my black eyes". I would like to extend the phrase to describe these directors: "The black age gave them black lenses." So there is very little love under their lens, and most of the films are pain, torture, deep reflection, and even fragmented humanity... There is love in the heart, and there is love in the eyes. Just imagine, in today's impetuous society, who cares if there is a story of Uncle Monkey and Little Lolita in China?