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Christelle 2022-01-11 08:02:37
A group image narrative structure unique to the movie, and life itself
"Nashville" is a musical film. The film story takes place when politicians are canvassing votes on the eve of the presidential election. The five days full of country music spent in Nashville through 24 characters satirize the falseness of the American dream and (part of) the false enthusiasm and...
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Braxton 2022-01-11 08:02:37
"Nashville"
10/10 A miniature American social model, from political elections, entertainment and business and other social surface noises and commotions straight to the multi-dimensional interpretation of history and reality in the hearts of Americans of all ages, metaphors and analyzes the murders of public...
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Khalil 2022-01-11 08:02:37
"Nashville" has Ultraman's purest appearance of consciousness, full of independent and perceptual micro-connections Ukiyo-e. For example, the method of creating characters is to create characters in the previous context and then put them in the next context. At the same time, the entanglement of different stories also marked each other in this scene of the hippies. Subtle and precise commentary, which means the use of rural folk songs that are consistent but deeply rooted in lyrics, combined with meticulous and eclectic paintings. The epitome of disenchantment that can still be spied to this day, tolerant and avant-garde.
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Shakira 2022-03-15 09:01:05
Altman's comment on Country-western music hub - Nashville, filled with politics, just like Hollywood. A calculated and brilliant point-by-point deconstruction of the folk musical and the American myth.
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