It's just that I see it intermittently. I thought it was a nostalgia for childhood.
I watched the little girl's story for 3 nights in a row before I finished it. It feels okay, but has little resonance.
I wondered what the problem was.
Probably too much politics and war. As I got older, I became less and less politically concerned. Maybe it has something to do with my lack of social responsibility.
Cartoons often make me feel as if there is a gap. This was all because of the dean of the school, who claimed that cartoons made middle school students mentally retarded. After my N books were confiscated, I watched less. (You see, I was so stupid back then.)
If you look at it from a movie point of view, it seems a bit verbose to me. The way of recording the journal. Or those who are as ignorant as me cannot understand the struggle and hope of life in the war. It seems that I'm still living too little citizen, thinking that what I haven't seen is a world too far away to be worth thinking about.
Until I saw it as a little girl growing up story. Just felt a lot easier. I'd rather think of it as the story of how a little girl got the inspiration and the reins of her life from her grandma, and finally finally faced the world and her own problems by herself.
I think that's all I can think of.
People are very loyal to the discussion about the change of color, I am reminded of "A Trick of the light" by Wim Wenders. It was a film made more than ten years ago, and the director used black and white and color to commemorate the inventor of the film. I am relatively slow, that is, when Hou first saw the combination of black and white and color, it was so good. The dialogue between the two tones is full of humanistic feelings. The broad and humble mind revealed by the director moved me to this day, and I still remember it fresh.
Also, I guess though I have no interest in politics. But it's still relatively political as long as you don't spit and fart without scruples.
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