I watched "Hidden Wall" last night, and I felt quite immersive. What if I was restricted to a place with beautiful scenery, four distinct seasons, and a little bit of initiative to survive and even live like Grandma Tasha? What if you have a partner? After all, isn't it the extreme situation of rural life that we imagined at first glance? What is the difference between being sparsely populated and being unable to connect with others? Putting aside the sense of science fiction brought about by that invisible wall and the fear and awe of the mystery of the world that it engenders, what does it mean to be restricted in itself? Assuming that everything you do will never be known, does everything have meaning? Does living have meaning? Maybe it is. Or you will answer that reading makes you understand the world, and creation makes you exist. Even in a world where a huge mystery is unsolved (why I am restricted here), even in a world without other humans, even in a world without books to read, there are still soil, rocks, plants and even animals to read . To create? What to create? How to create? Create life and pictures like Grandma Tasha? Create houses, land, food, lifestyle, and music like Helen Nie Erning? Plant fruit trees like Baolian in Taiwan and explore sustainable production methods? Self-sufficient, self-sufficient, self-built and repaired like Japan's more austere little Ai? Observe everything around you like White, and then write? Ask for and raise children from nature like Betty McDonald? What kind of "creation" do these people who "return to the land" make? Most of them are aware of and care about the traces they leave behind, but what if "everything will never be known". Let go of this assumption for now! These people who have returned to the land, although not all of them seek to stay away from the crowd and live alone, they certainly enjoy the kind of loneliness that is not always accompanied by someone. They need neighbors, but (more?) they need to keep their distance. At this point, I suddenly remembered the news that I had seen before, "The couple living in the mountains and forests of Peking University", and checked it. Those articles with similarities and small differences created the paranoid image of Wang Qingsong and his wife. However, despite the commercial atmosphere of these articles, we can still guess some "real" situations, and this real situation is still confusing. It is just a little "cheesy" as a concept of pursuing a clean living environment for the family. , Or is it the impression caused by words like "health preservation", "qigong", and "going for the Nobel Prize"?
The woman in the movie looks more ordinary, and instead of actively choosing, she is thrown into this state (if you don't say the extreme 10 times). She did not have a prior world view preparation, but needed to establish the meaning of this situation from scratch. Losing meaning is dangerous: In the film, she said that it is dangerous to sit in front of the window and look at Bai Xue and not want to move her body-it is the same danger. why? Because the sense of meaning is very weak, it is almost dead. The film doesn’t mention creation. The woman’s planting and harvesting are both unclearly filmed. What we can see clearly is: she planted and harvested potatoes, she harvested fruits, she harvested pastures, and cows are obviously not among her creations. (All she can do is understand). But are her cultivation count as creation? She obviously took this as an instinct to live. Even if there is, the weak creation becomes close to nothing under the dilution of nothingness. If there is a crowd, creation may be like water gathered around the edge, if there is no crowd, it will disperse and escape into nothingness. Is that right? The answer given in the film is "love". Love makes life meaningful, love is similar to creation, and the opposite of understanding. The lover seems very natural, but the very natural "love" is not always "true love". You may have heard this sentence many times. What is true love? Are people more worthy of love than animals? A woman splashes love on her animals, especially dogs. Love is not distinguished in the film. Love always has its object, small or large. Will it disperse into nothingness because there is no human being? Seems not, active love seems to be more enthusiastic than active creation, so it is better as a source of meaning, no matter how you understand it.
What is the transformation that a woman has mentioned many times? Gradually, she cannot distinguish her from everything around her, and does not distinguish herself from dogs, crows, foxes, and even her environment; the master forgets that he is the master, and writing will stop; she I want to eliminate the need for meaning, the need for language and understanding, and become a part of pure nature, existing and disappearing like it. Finally resorted to religion. In such a situation, how can we not.
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