Venice Film Festival Golden Lion Award-winning film "No Man's Land"
Director/Zhao Ting
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In the 2008 financial crisis, a gypsum factory in the small town of Ompier, Nevada, collapsed, and the zip code here was cancelled.
In order to survive, people here are forced to leave their hometowns and go out to earn a living. People go to the empty buildings, and the once vibrant town is abandoned into a ghost town.
After the death of her husband, Fern, a middle-aged and elderly woman who had spent almost her life in the small town of Amphier, also lost her job, and she had to embark on the road of "escape" when she could not afford to live alone.
In order to keep the cost of living to a minimum, she moved all her humble belongings into a modified motorhome and began a nomadic life of temporary work and wandering all the way.
On the Amazon assembly line, in the café of the amusement park, and in the National Forest Park, Vern completed one job after another with no expression and cleanness. For this woman who has nothing to lose, there seems to be nothing left to make her perceive that she is still a living person.
The pain of that loss is never easy.
She once had it. She owned a job, a house, a car, friends, a husband, and now she has lost even her home.
"Home is just a word, or something you always keep in your heart."
During her homeless journey, she told every friend she met the story of everything she owned: her used motorhome, the fishing suitcase left by her husband, the one left over from a whole set of plates left to her by her father.
When the beautiful plate was shattered by a man he had just met who had a crush on her, Fern was furious and yelled at the innocent man who was overwhelmed.
She took the glue and glued the plates that her father had left her to her bit by bit. However, the ugly crack in the plate, as engraved on her heart, traces of pain and scars of memories could not be erased.
Or maybe "owning" is a pseudo-term, a "trap," a beautiful game of playing with people.
Is the birth of life the most beautiful gift from Heaven to mankind?
But in fact, since we were born into this world, we have embarked on a journey of continuous loss: because of our birth, we have begun to lose time with our parents.
As we grow up, we begin to lose the softness of our babies and the innocence of childhood.
Because in order to enter the society to learn, we begin to lose the aura and enlightenment as natural people. Because we crave security, we are willing to be tied up and lose our freedom and creativity as individuals.
The youth, the smile, the brightness, the justice, the health we once had, were all obliterated in the passage of time in every second, and we exchanged these most precious things for a string of mechanically indifferent numbers, and thus ecstatic: I have a lot.
Capital, like a vicious devil, a tornado aimed at a fertile land of abundant water and grass, pounced on it and sucked everything dry, creating a bustling illusion, demagogizing the floating people, and finally quietly leaving unexpectedly, leaving a group of stunned people who felt hurt.
How much like Márquez's eternal home, "Macondo", the fertile soil of South America squeezed out by capital, dilapidated and scattered.
It was a road of no return, time was running out, and Fern simply abandoned the memories and obsessions that had brought her pain.
She has met many caravan wanderers, pingshui meeting is also a fate, cherish the current encounter, acquaintance, help each other, enjoy every moment of joy moment. Only cherished moments of companionship, warm hugs to each other, sincere and unimpeded sharing and communication, constitute a real "home".
The sun was like blood, spreading in the deserted Colorado Valley, and in Fern's smile, she saw the blood of life boiling.
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