Photographic essay

The first time I saw the movie The Bridges of Madison County, I was attracted by the unforgettable love in those four days. The second time I saw it, I was moved by Francesca's bravery in love and her responsibility for marriage. When I enjoyed the film for the third time, I became interested in the hero Robert Kincaid. I always thought he was the soul of this film, but the film showed him too little, so I found out the novel of the same name. Sure enough, the author, American writer Robert James Waller, devoted a lot of pen and ink to Robert.

Robert Kincaid's life is as legendary as love in the novel. His IQ and talent were reflected in his childhood, and he seemed to have a natural sense of distance from the world around him. His mother said, "I know he is my son, but sometimes I feel that he is not from me and my husband, but from another place where he wants to go back (I know he is my son, but sometimes I feel that he is not from me and my husband, but from another place where he wants to go back)."

He goes his own way, likes exploring and traveling, and likes images and words, which may be the reason why he later traveled all over the country to photograph.

When he was eighteen, his father left him, and then he stayed in the army for four years. By chance, he embarked on the road of photography. Sometimes you can't tell whether fate and circumstances make a person or whether such fate and circumstances are caused by this person. I prefer to believe the latter. Robert is independent, lonely, does not go with the flow, and does not follow the illusory romance. He is just firm, persistent and not afraid of hardship. This is the temperament of an artist.

He doesn't like fashion photographers and thinks that shooting like that is bad for his personality. After his mother died, he used all his savings to buy a good photographic equipment. He took pictures of the battlefield and felt the cruelty and fear brought by the war. After leaving the army, he began to travel to rivers, deserts, mountains and lakes. He shoots places where he can express his spiritual world. Have sex with lonely women.

He was married once, and his singer wife Marian left him five years later, because he never stopped wandering. After taking a photo in Iceland, Robert came home and saw a note: "Robert, it didn't work out. I'll cancel your harmony with Rita." Keep in touch. " Robert, it didn't work. I'll leave you the Hammert guitar as a souvenir. Keep in touch) "Robert was 42 years old at that time, and he really lived like a ranger from then on, with a car named Harry and that guitar accompanying him.

So he lived in his own spiritual world, and his job in Geography magazine could barely make ends meet. He can lie in bed and read "The Castle Peak of Africa", drink a glass of beer and smell the local paper mill. Get up and run for 40 minutes in the morning, do 50 push-ups, use the camera as a small weight lifting, and complete daily exercise. He has his own pursuit of art, he told Francis Catanru:

I don't just take pictures of objects as they are, but turn them into things that reflect my personal consciousness and spirit. I tried to find this poem from the image. Magazines have their own style requirements, and I don't always agree with editors' tastes. In fact, most of the time I disagree. It was their trouble, but they decided to choose. I guess they know their readers, but I hope they can try other possibilities sometimes. I made such a suggestion and annoyed them. )

He thinks that the market can kill the passion of art more than anything else. The market is a "mass market" designed according to general tastes, but it will be very restrictive.

He said that he was the last cowboy and had his own galloping world. Computers and robots will rule everything. Humans do not need courage and strength to operate these machines, nor do they need to run fast, be strong and agile, be aggressive and bear hardships and stand hard work. But his occupation (travel photography) is the king of thailand he wants to keep. He said that he belongs to an outdated species, a terminal of species evolution, and a dead end.

By this time, I had fallen in love with the traveler as deeply as Francesca. I prefer to believe that he is a lonely traveler, and photography is just an image to express his inner world. He said, "I am a highway, I am a peregrine falcon, I am all the sails sailing to the sea" (I am a road, a distant tourist, and I am all the ships sailing to the sea).

All the roads that Robert walked, all the characteristics of him, brought him to Francesca, and Francesca's simplicity, passion, courage and girlhood dreams also attracted Robert deeply. On the way to the end of species evolution, he seems to meet his own kind.

The Bridges of Madison County is Waller's first novel and his famous work, and the movie of the same name is even more classic. Until now, people can still find resonance and shock from the film.

His Robert should have his own shadow, because he is also a photographer and musician, and he wants to express his dissatisfaction with the times and luxury life through Robert.

Henle, the author of the novel, lives in a social state: with the rapid development of modern science and technology, information can be transmitted instantly, and the world is getting smaller and smaller. However, the highly developed industrial production leads to a more accurate division of labor in society, the competition for survival makes people work hard but lack social activities, and the competition for economic interests makes interpersonal relationships increasingly tense.

Is this social state familiar? Is it similar to the social state in China today? In this state, the author created Robert, creating an obvious and lifelong love, which is a "utopian" daydream.

Why do I feel that many people are vigorously practicing the Robert Road? At least if someone lives like Robert and is very popular in China, he may become an online celebrity or be called a "literary youth".

Robert must be the earliest and oldest literary youth, because he lived in this state until his death, pretending to be a woman he loved deeply, destroying those rejected photos, and being accompanied by a dog.

I believe that there are a group of real Robert who are pursuing art, exploring the spiritual world and living alone in this world.

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