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Adeline 2022-03-20 09:02:53
The original Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale The Res Shoes
There was once a little girl, very nice and very pretty, but so poor that she had to go barefooted all summer. And in winter she had to wear thick wooden shoes that chafed her ankles until they were red, oh, as red as could be.
In the middle of the village lived "Old Mother Shoemaker." She took some...
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Annie 2022-03-26 09:01:13
Some thoughts on Hong Lingyan and Black Swan
After watching "Hong Lingyan", I was surprised that a movie of this level could be made in 1948, and I couldn't help but think of "Black Swan".
It's not fair to divide these two films, although I do have a good point in my heart, I'll just share my thoughts here.
"Black Swan" uses ballet as the...
Albert Bassermann
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Thalia 2022-03-26 09:01:13
Just released the CC version, check it out again.
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Nick 2022-03-23 09:03:15
Pleasant effects. Found the link of literary works for singing and dancing and real life. The singing and dancing part is wonderful, and basically breaks the stage scheduling through depth, close-up and segmented scenes. The theater director's confident and frantic ("bitter and charming") image is so successful that a pair of lovers is weak by comparison. Chazelle's two works so far have basically not escaped the scope delineated by Hong Lingyan. Isn't it a bit sad?
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Boris Lermontov: Don't forget, a great impression of simplicity can only be achieved by great agony of body and spirit.
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[Describing the ballet of the Red Shoes]
Boris Lermontov: The Ballet of the Red Shoes is from a fairy tale by Hans Andersen. It is the story of a young girl who is devoured with an ambition to attend a dance in a pair of red shoes. She gets the shoes and goes to the dance. For a time, all goes well and she is very happy. At the end of the evening, she is tired and wants to go home, but the red shoes are not tired. In fact, the red shoes are never tired. They dance her out into the street, they dance her over the mountains and valleys, through fields and forests, through night and day. Time rushes by, love rushes by, life rushes by, but the red shoes go on.
Julian Craster: What happens in the end?
Boris Lermontov: Oh, in the end, she dies.
