Position at the foot

Burley 2021-12-13 08:01:07

Bufan is a farmer who, like everyone else, carries water, grows land, cuts wood, and pays rent.

His appearance was a bit funny. Amidst the quarrels of the folks in the village, his mother told him to go home for dinner. However, how does the older generation know about the world of young people? So, Goryeo appeared on the stage. A girl who was a childhood sweetheart with Bu Fan said: "I didn't see him, but I know where he is." When she said this, Goryeo was proud and even a little proud.

She didn't know that Bufan challenged the authority of the armed forces and just escaped from the gun. So, I still said to myself: "I'm looking for a fortune-teller, saying that this year I will wear a bracelet for marriage. My husband has a yard, and there is a free tree in the yard. There are x cows and x sheep. This is a yard. Little heaven..."

This scene is so clear that the yard, the big tree, and even the smooth wool may accompany her in her sleep countless times. However, the young man in his heart didn't seem to understand.

Because his heart is more than that. The heavy land tax has allowed them to work hungry for many years, and the small harvest has been exploited by the powers and the armed forces. Days are getting more and more sad, and it has not rained this year.

The drums rang, are the dark clouds thick and heavy? Is it moving this way? It seems so! The whole village is boiling, and people are singing and dancing to pray for the arrival of dark clouds. And in the magnificent palace within ten miles, the ruler worshipped by the people is negotiating with the armed forces. When those in power, in order to defend their religious beliefs, refused to eat a bite of meat and agreed to pay twice the rent, the people's concealment disappeared, and the clouds that had just gathered disappeared.

Learned that the people who paid double rent had to go to the governor. What is the use of reasoning and pleading? I still have to pay, and I can’t let me eat meat, right?

"I can waive your rent, but this kid must accept my challenge." The armed forces spoke. Facing the little farmer who repeatedly challenged his authority over and over again, the captain couldn't bear it. "He must make him pay the price. ". As a result, an unfair game appeared. Bufan had to learn the "cricket" of the British aristocracy within three months and beat them, otherwise he would have to pay three times the rent.

This challenge, accept it or not? On the one hand, it is the happy dream of not paying land rent for three years; on the other hand, it is the last straw that crushes the camel. If it is you, how to choose?

Bufan accepted that during the years when the armed forces were in the local area, he watched the villagers nibbled out in the village and deeply understood the living conditions of himself and others. How can we afford the triple rent? In that case, is there any difference between two and three? Learning their games and defeating them is similar to the slogan of the late Qing Dynasty in China that "learning from barbarians to control barbarians", but we have been shouting for decades and have not seen any signs of it. Could this group of Indian farmers be able to stay within three months Do you put these words into practice?

The villagers in ten miles and eight do not understand, they are angry, angry, you are brave alone, do you want to let everything go to hell? In their opinion, the outcome of this game is determined early, will the British really let them breathe a sigh of relief? No, the game is just to humiliate these short-sighted people who don't know how to do it.

Who is really shortsighted? Bufan made his own judgment and said to his mother: "Trust me, my decision is right." As a farmer, it is instinct and obligation to guard the land under his feet and the starry sky above his head. They belong to us in the first place, so why should we lose the ownership to others? Just as paper is the position of the author, loess is also the position of the peasants. An author cannot stop reading, and a peasant cannot give up harvesting. This is not a magnificent blueprint, but a worker’s professional cultivation.

Everyone has their own way of how to hold their position, but it is inseparable from the power of the group. A literary worker who stands still and is not deeply involved in the world cannot write a sentence that resonates, and a farmer who has no leadership and does not benefit his neighbors cannot obtain the right to use a piece of land. Bu Fan influences the people around him with his behavior. He is not afraid of shame or failure. Even if there is no support, he will go on, because his bravery is left to him by his father, and he will die. Finally, he attracted the same upright and brave Elizabeth, a girl from the opposite class, who was willing to help them. More and more people join the team, who are repentant, and who are gradually influenced. There are also people who are not far away, and of course there are also false surrenders. But once the victory is chosen, how can the result be artificially prevented?

Although the climax of the cricket match is part of the film, it is no less than a real match in terms of length, scenes, or the state of the players. You may guess the result of Bufan's victory, but you can't imagine the process of victory. This is the subtlety of a good work. In fact, no matter whether it is a film or a literary work, all stories can basically be summed up in the same few sentences. There is a love triangle in love, and a hero can not be forgotten in a war... Thinking about it this way, what is the strength of the works that we usually regard as classics? It's just that the way of narration is smarter, just like this cricket match, like Haruki Murakami's "Norwegian Forest".

I have to say that in addition to the wonderful story itself, the details in the film also touch people's hearts. Indians always have a kind of magic, that is, they can sing loudly under any circumstances, and express their inner ups and downs with the dance of their bodies. The astonishment of the dark clouds pressing on the village, the joy of the rain coming, the disappointment of the turning of the cloud head, the confusion of the unknown path, and the longing for the power of the gods, they can always relax the tense atmosphere and push the excited mood to their throats. , Until the top.

The night before the end of the game, everyone was particularly unhappy about the result, and the men were discouraged and silent. There was a distant singing from the temple on the mountain. It was the women who seemed not to contribute to the competition. They talked and prayed, and encouraged their men with meager efforts. This is the only concentrated display of female power in the film. In fact, details like this are still quite right. The memories of Bufan's mother about her husband, the trust of Goryeo in Bufan, and the eyes of countless women praising men all reflect the harmony between the sexes of this ancient nation.

This is a microcosm of the Indian people's resistance to British colonization, and an epic work of resistance to war. It is strange that the deeply painful subject is photographed so interesting and popular, probably this is the so-called "understanding in simple language".

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Extended Reading
  • Susanna 2021-12-13 08:01:07

    There is no sadness in jolly Indian movies.

  • Angus 2022-04-20 09:01:42

    Watching songs and dances in the front and sports in the back, this kind of story can actually predict the ending from the beginning, after all, it is necessary to establish a national hero image. So it doesn't make sense to have so much suspense in the game. However, it is still a bit new to cricket, and it will not be too boring. I don't like the emotional line of the British heroine very much, and some character settings are too formalized. The singing and dancing with Indian characteristics are not bad.

Lagaan: Once Upon a Time in India quotes

  • Gauri: You think I don't see which way the Ganges is flowing?

    Bhuvan: Oh, pity me, I feel the pain of the scorpion's sting. You're jealous!

    Gauri: [gasps] Why should I be jealous? Jealousy is beneath me.

    Bhuvan: You're jealous, and I know who you're jealous of.

    Gauri: I never want to see you again, and don't even try and talk to me.

  • Lakha: See how badly hurt I am?

    Gauri: Hurt? It's my father you need. Not me. Father? Lakha has cut his hand.

    Ishwar: He seems to cut his hand more than he cuts wood.