In the endless, we are guided through the world by the gentle voice of a woman. It's a mythical voice, a Scheherazade that tells us the timeless story of human life and struggle: "I saw a child walking in the rain to a birthday party." "I saw one that had not been found. Boys to love." "I see a man who no longer trusts the bank." We see men and life in the mundane and grandiose from a series of obvious trivial moments that reflect the splendor of life: a A girl holds a beloved boy's hand for the first time; a father ties his daughter's shoelaces in the pouring rain; a young woman waits for her ap. The finishing touches—but also the moments when human cruelty manifests itself in the banal—a man drags a cross; a crippled war veteran sits by the side of the road; a father holds his dead son in his arms—like life’s Like the trumpet, about never ending, showing us your preciousness and beauty, awakening our desire to keep this eternal treasure and pass it on
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About Endlessness movie plot
2022-01-28 08:32
Extended Reading
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Alexa 2022-04-23 07:05:14
There is a kind of artistic temperament that can naturally force people to use the attitude of "de-aesthetic" to meet it. Aesthetics is not for beauty, neither for the beauty that one thinks of itself, nor for the beauty that is deduced from a standard (universal or elite), but for the act of "de-aesthetic" itself. Here, it can be said that aesthetics is a process about energy. What made me compelled to begin with aesthetics and intelligence is its photography: in the empty picture, people are objects, just like the snow falling outside the window and the distant geese flying away, which is a form of energy at this time. The viewer's position is always at a clear distance from the objects in the photography, so its eyes can/need to find where the person is, and can/need to pay attention to the actual existence of other energies other than people at the same time. In the necessary passage of time, the observation of both can be done. Although the narration states people or people, the composition of each person seems to be just a short-lived aggregation of material and mental energy. In fact, the common denominator is the force of disintegration. The dreamer who wears the cross is whipped; the lover who soars above the ash; the so-called narrator is unknown.
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Lea 2022-04-24 07:01:25
There is nothing new under the sun. The flocks of geese going south overlook the stories of people under the sky, the emotions are preserved, and the constant transition between sadness and joy is endless. The lens is picturesque.
