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Has anyone seen & gt? No, can you help me write a film review?

An Zhe's movies are always quiet. There will never be a shortage of the sea and artists. I am used to watching the sad wedding in his movies, and I may be surprised to see the normal one. To tell the truth, I didn't understand the movie, nor did I understand the protagonist's way out when he was dying, and I didn't understand what "The Old Beekeeper" was about. I have seen several movies by An Zhe, and although there are metaphors, the plots are easier to understand than The Old Man. I don't want to see this movie again.

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Beekeepers-Dying Spring

"He opened one eye and closed the other.

See through what is happening around you and your own futility. "-Lin Yutang

* Questioning life

"Oh, I can hear it. It seems to be a song ...

The queen bee was born,

Virgin bees come out of a beehive full of beeswax,

The queen bee was born. "

In the gentle piano sound and light rain, a bunch of bright red flowers on the clean table, accompanied by this story full of vitality and hope, a new generation of queen bees was born, waiting for her drones to dance with life at the water's edge, and spring, the breath of spring filled the light rain.

An Zhe's films have never been so full of energy.

I like An Zhe, but I refuse to watch all his movies just because I don't want to be like him-to make life clearer in my eyes, but the world in my heart is falling apart bit by bit.

He always likes to end with death, as if this is the inevitable ending of human beings, but after knowing this ending, we have to follow him again and again, torturing ourselves painfully on the way. When we finally have an epiphany, life is over.

The color of the film is the sea in winter, which is cold, but it hides the excitement and repressed passion. An Zhe likes to stare at the changes of characters' expressions, and then slowly move the camera, with a careful scrutiny.

Drizzle, white tablecloth. Bees may dance on the water to meet their queen bee.

The wedding photos are impressive. The son looked down, the mother looked at his father, the father looked at his daughter, and the daughter looked at her husband. Everyone looks at the most important person in his heart, but he can only look, unaware of other people's gaze, and the feelings that can't communicate stay negative in the focused and hopeless gaze.

The wedding was supposed to be happy, but my father, spiro, kept a heavy expression, and my mother wanted to talk until they broke a plate of cups, and the atmosphere was suffocating. They picked up the pieces carefully, just like picking up their patchwork marriage.

Later, my daughter led everyone to dance to ease the atmosphere, but her expression was stiff and she was at a loss.

Spiro walked out of the house and stood under a tree by the river. The estrangement of family members makes them look at each other, but standing face to face seems to be separated by several cities.

When her daughter said goodbye, spiro picked her up and hummed a little song of Song Like.

"Climb up the pepper tree and pick peppers.

The pepper tree suddenly broke and there was nothing in his hand. "

This ballad was sung many times in the movie. Later, for example, spiro went into the abandoned house and opened the window. What's he thinking?

When we reach the end of the road, we will always look back on this journey unconsciously.

* Wandering trip

"Like last spring, I set off."

Lotus, clover, withered seeds, wooden knife mint ... you must have been to many places to see so many different flowers, and even I have never heard the names of some flowers.

Staying in a city for a long time makes people want to wander around, escape from these memories and faces and go to a strange place instead of hiding those lonely feelings. As the girl who climbed into the passenger seat said, "Go anywhere, just leave here." She lived in spiro's cabin, ate his food, took money from his pocket, and even let old Spiro open cans. She never returns anything, and everything is taken for granted, just like a child is sheltered by his father. She is like a fresh life pouring into his dying soul. Selfish, willful, full of temptation, unstable and insecure, she always comes to you unexpectedly and leaves quietly. ...

She is life, everything the old man lost. She has all the beauty, young and radiant face and never-ending passion. In that small room, she is as dazzling as the sun and as pure as the moon. She is also a desperate impulse of vitality, so rude and unreasonable to break into our lives, never paying attention to our wishes; She rewards us for not asking why, punishes us for being unreasonable and dominating us because she shows us hope. She appeared when we were desperate, igniting every cell in our hearts and giving us unlimited power to generate electricity. But when we thought we were in control of our lives, she knocked us down severely, reminding us that she was standing on a high place overlooking us. She gave a sweet smile to another person around her and looked at us in his arms, and her mouth was blown up.

In this way, he was finally inspired by life and became a man with secular desires. Watching her groan with another man in the dark, she could only sit alone in the cold cafe and watch the door.

When he faced her enthusiasm numbly, when he kept looking for her in the street, when he drove into the restaurant, when he left a deep scar on her hand, when he took her to a place where she was not there, when he rolled wildly with her on the dark stage ... let people see the pale struggle after the prosperity of life fell.

A large number of bees will die every time they are transported, and spiro's life will die like them. Finally, he fell down, his fingers kept knocking on the ground, and the ground was full of overturned beehives, like a dug grave.

If one day, someone asks you what you did in this world, will you also answer,

"I don't need anything, I just happened to pass by."

* Dying spring

An Zhe arranged everything in the most promising place, spring, wedding, specious love, but insisted on stuffing death into it.

On the way, spiro visited an old friend who was seriously ill. He knocked on the table and told them that he wanted to see the sea for the last time. They were standing by the sea, and a man took off his clothes and jumped into the sea, but the sick man told spiro that it was too cold.

That scene touched me deeply. Whether life is desolate or warm is actually just your opinion of him. The seriously ill man saw his own doom, while the swimmer only saw the sea.

"April is the cruelest month,

The land of the dead raised lilacs,

Mixed with memory and desire.

Shake the slow roots with spring rain ...

My mouth can't talk, and my eyes can't do anything.

I don't know whether it's on earth or in heaven,

I don't know anything about it,

Only by staring at the center of light,

Silence, emptiness and desolation are the sea. "

We always keep asking questions until we are white-haired and wobbly, but life goes on as usual. You persist in despair. Looking down, you can only see loess and death. You are full of hope. Looking up, you can also see the blue sky and sunrise.

* Related movies:

1986' s film and 1998' s eternal day have the same theme, that is, facing old age and death. However, ten years have passed, which makes the director have a different interpretation of life. The former is despair and impulse, while the latter is release and gratitude. Old people and children can always be seen in An Zhe's films, which means that people living at two poles bring special charm to his films.

In An Zhe's films, the story is never the focus, what matters is the people and scenery in the story. Spiro quit her school job, bid farewell to her newly-married daughter, and embarked on a journey with a car full of beehives. Monologues are like reading a diary, chatting with old friends and whispering to each other. On the way, he met a young girl and got into his car and life. She brought him a short-lived desire and passion for life, but this desire was fleeting. He went to visit his old friend who was ill in bed, and finally fell down on the hillside and was stung to death by a bee. When he died, his hand kept banging on the ground, as if to convey a kind of doubt and disappointment about life.

Just as some directors' films will use long dialogues to explain their intentions, An Zhe has his own way. His films are composed of endless poems, and he uses silence and pictures to describe emotions. When he is sad, he doesn't need tears, but the pattering pace of rain dripping on the dining table. The rhythm is soft and slow, and he can almost smell the wet picture. When he left, he never said goodbye, but asked his father to pick up his daughter, just like when she was a child, reading childhood songs, leaving just the right space for people to imagine and feel; Suffering from the lost youth, we can see the old man sitting up slowly and walking out of the house, listening to the groans of a man and a woman in the room and saying nothing. The dark light and depressed emotions conveyed his inner struggle and pain. ...

As a result, each of his paintings has become a poem with a long charm, which makes the audience immersed and memorable again and again.

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Beekeeping "people, migrating in the flower season, what a romantic and lonely career!" Su Tong has a novel called Hello Beekeeper. When I watched it a few years ago, I couldn't help laughing at all kinds of absurd things I encountered in the process of looking for a beekeeper. Looking back a few days ago, it seemed that the "I" in it didn't exist. The image of beekeepers stood out in the noise and absurdity, and it seemed to be completely superimposed around, with nothing. More and more, I feel that the beekeeper who is "tall, thin and long with a beard and a black leather jacket" is both nihilistic and ubiquitous. ? & ltBR & gt& ltBR & gt The studio of Greek director An Zhe Lopez has been bought for several days, except Scenery in Fog, 5. 1 holiday, I saw his beekeeper, and finally Ulysses. These three works are called Ann's "Silent Trilogy". Later, it was discovered that the order of reading was reversed, and beekeepers should be placed last. This is the complete trajectory of "people" in adolescence, middle age and old age. Although according to his chronology, this is not the case. ? & ltBR & gt& ltBR & gt The Beekeeper should be the climax and ending of an tragedy. We have seen movies about personal tragedies, including movies about generations in an era (such as the Cultural Revolution) and movies about a race (such as Jews). The Beekeeper is a movie about 1/2 people, that is, the tragedy of men. By extension, it is actually a human tragedy. ? & ltBR & gt& ltBR & gt Legend has it that in the bee family, the drone dies immediately after mating with the queen bee; Worker bees also die after completing all their duties and work in autumn. ? & ltBR & gt& ltBR & gt The beekeeper-father, after his daughter got married, left his wife, who was indifferent as a stranger, and took his beehive with him, and began a journey of chasing flower season and death. His whole life was concentrated on that trip. So, how crazy and sad it is to have sex with a strange girl in Lu Yu You Yue on the abandoned cinema stage! He finally beat the earth with his hand wearing a wedding ring, and then under the encroachment of bees, dust returns to dust and soil returns to soil. ? & ltBR & gt& ltBR & gt The movie was desperate at first. But later, the face of the "beekeeper" under the protective cover was no longer like it. I remembered my father who had never forgiven him before, and finally put it down at that moment; Thinking of many people and "men", I can't help but feel infinite pity for the other half of mankind who is destined to have endless entanglements with "women". So, the finish line returned to the starting point, and I saw the scenery in the fog again. I saw myself in the fog, as if I were Angelopoulos' 7-year-old daughter. He said to me, "You can recreate the world if you want. Just like this, the fog disappeared with a wave of his hand. " . .

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