The whole film is in a cold-toned atmosphere, like the late wind and rain, heavy clouds are pressing on the dull ground, but there is no strong wind.
At the beginning, the night driving for an hour and a half shrouded the whole story in a confusing and confusing situation, with hidden bodies, wrong paths, prisoners, doctors, police officers, and prosecutors. But this is not a panic film or a detective solving a crime by catching bad guys by the police. As a result, a large area of darkness, people under the faint spotlight, subtle expressions in the vicissitudes of the face, aggressive conversation, anxiety, exhaustion, silence, and the sounds in the surrounding air. Everyone has a distinct social personality, everyone is dissatisfied with the status quo, and everyone also tells their own secrets. Ceylon used such a large area of lens to tell a story that was actually very short. He pushed everyone away from the observation level of the lens, shining boldly, under the light, those small and subtle
things. In a murder case, no one is a real villain, everyone has his own story, and everyone has their own difficulties.
Reality is like the heavy tones of the film from beginning to end. It is deep and cannot escape. Life brings everyone's hardship and spiritual trauma.
Three cars driving on the plateau in the dark, people from different positions, participated in the same identity to assist in the investigation. The viewer who entered directly at the beginning and inserted in the middle started without a reason, which made people feel at a loss. The complaints about life in the car and the trivial disputes
seemed to show the personalities of these people to the fullest from here. The police officers in the front row were impatient and aggressive, while the police officers in the back were arguing and were timid. It feels that such a portrayal takes people off guard. They were arguing and the night was long, so the camera turned to the person in the middle of the back row. He was sandwiched between two people. He was imposing and invisible, but he could detect his tightened brows and faint reflections. Highlight the movement of the white of the eye. The camera stopped, but the argument continued. The sound of breathing, the sound of wheels running on uneven ground, some people began to hum a little tune, whether to add a touch of color to this quiet night, or to encourage this not the beginning of the show Woolen cloth.
Ceylon does not seem to let it be dull here forever. Gradually, those small past events are revealed with the development of the plot. There is no sharpness, there are only whispers, those subtle feelings, no To be too expressive, and not eager to summarize, always stay there, the person memorizes carefully and makes complicated guesses.
In this way, the end of the story is finally gone. There is no definite result, and there is no need to know the whereabouts of the characters. It is the best ending to end with the child’s running and the doctor’s sight. All the fruits fall on the child. And they are the best future for this plateau.
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