"Midnight Gatekeeper"-the past is like a knife, even though it is dull and heavy, it can kill people

Sammy 2022-01-18 08:02:05

A relatively strange film, it can be seen that the director's attitude towards life is pitiful. The shadow of the Nazis always hangs over the heroes and heroines. It is not so much the secret organization left by the Nazis that killed Lucia and Max, it is more blunt as a knife.

The two were simulating or relived almost everything in the concentration camp that year. Desperate imprisonment, crazy desire, attachment and hatred for each other, only blood can make each other happy. When they met, death was like a knife in the past, pushing them to despair step by step.

The fragmented flashbacks in the film reveal a little bit of scenes that took place during the concentration camp. Both Lucia and Max have painful scars on their bodies. These scars are time bombs on their bodies. They are each other's fuzes. When they met, the fuzes had been ignited and then burned slowly. When Lucia grew up, she was the wife of a musician. She was elegant and beautiful. Everything in the concentration camp at the age of 14 didn't seem to harm her life. She thought she could escape from this city and all of this, but she still couldn't help but keep it. Down. She couldn't walk away, she had to stay, because that person was here, the military doctor in the concentration camp, played with her and attached to her, that person witnessed her youth. And these heavy past events crushed both her and him.

Perhaps from this perspective, human nature is sometimes the most complex and innocent. When the violence occurred, how many people chose to obey, and when the violence ended, how many people chose to forget. It’s just that some people really forget when they forget, some people think they have not forgotten, some people pretend to forget when they remember, and some people never forget, but the past will grow in their hearts, and one day they will Kill them.

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  • Natalia 2022-03-27 09:01:19

    Maybe I didn't feel suffocated and wanted to surrender, licking up the sweat you gave me. Maybe I have already adapted to sharing the bed with the kidnappers. Who would have guessed that I would be able to cooperate until I love each other to death... Eason Chan "Stockholm Lover"

  • Shany 2022-03-23 09:03:09

    A film that devalues ​​modern love for men and women. The narration is a little rough, the rhythm is too slow, and I feel that the second half of the 1.5x speed playback will not feel inconsistent. But the emotional tension between the male and female protagonists is very strong. Charlotte Rampling is morbidly slender and fearless, and Dirk Bogard is twisted and proud and affectionate. Eighty percent of the play is in the eyes of these two. The gunshots at the end are enough to go down in film history.

The Night Porter quotes

  • Hans: I'm only here to ask you some questions on behalf of myself and the others, and to have a look at you. Look, I could have come at another time to see him too, but, I don't need to speak to him. I don't need to speak to him... in front of you. Useless. With this business of the trial, he's... become too diffident.

    Lucia: He's right.

    Hans: What do you mean?

    Lucia: Because then for the first time he saw you all clearly. Nothing's changed, has it?

    Hans: You're wrong. We've all had our trials. Now we are cured and live in peace with ourselves.

    Lucia: There's no cure.

    Hans: It is you who are ill. Otherwise, you wouldn't be with somebody who made you...

    Lucia: That's my affair.

    Hans: Very well. But nevertheless, your mind is disturbed. That's why you're here, fishing up the past.

    Lucia: Max is more than just the past.

    [Lucia crawls under a table]

    Hans: Listen. Why don't you go to the police? If you want to, I'll take you. Hm?

    Lucia: Dr. Fogler, I remember you so well. You gave a lot of orders.

    Hans: Then you can't have forgotten that your Max was an obedient Sturmscharführer. Remember?

    Lucia: I don't remember.

    Hans: I certainly can't oblige you to remember if you don't want to.

    [clears his throat]

    Hans: I'm only here to ask you to testify, to find out... if the situation in which you find yourself is of your own choice.

    Lucia: I'm all right here.

    Hans: Yes. You both want to live in peace, right? One lives in peace... when one is in harmony with one's close friends, when one respects an agreement. Tell Max that. We could have denounced him to the police for the murder of Mario. But we didn't. Max is ill. He mustn't be too far away from us! He's locked you up here. We could go to the police about that, too, no?

    Lucia: I'm here of my own free will. This chain is because of you, so none of you can take me away.

    Hans: If we wanted to carry you off, would this chain stop us? You poor fool. A chain can be cut. None of us is thinking of violence.

    Lucia: Hmm, I know how your, your witnesses end up. Max told me.

    [Lucia crawls out from under the table, away from Hans]

    Hans: Max doesn't know what he's saying or doing. His mind is disordered.

    Lucia: [crawling into the bathroom] Get out. Go away. Go away!

    [slams the door]

    Hans: If you change your mind, if the chain grows heavy... call me.

  • [last lines]

    Bert: Well?

    Klaus: He doesn't answer. It's off the hook.

    [lights a cigarette]

    Klaus: Tell me, Bert. How long have you known Max?

    Bert: Let's not talk about it.

    Klaus: You don't, er... dance for him anymore?

    Bert: I've lost him.