From this point of view, Patrick in this film is actually a serious aphasia, although he does not have a uterus to run around (laughs). The problem faced by Patrick. That is, the real problem the director wants to say is. In their country, Patrick's or more social classes have no way to speak. Some friends may have said. Why can't you talk anymore? Wasn't he talking from beginning to end of the film? But think about it carefully, what Patrick said. Has anyone listened carefully?
So I said that this movie is actually a movie about words. Of course, many friends have many different interpretation methods. About social pressure, about sex and so on. In fact, the status in society and what kind of women have sex are not all about the struggle for the right to speak?
In the film, all of Patrick's description of himself is selectively ignored.
I was very impressed when Pa was having dinner with his fiancee. Pa said to his fiancée: "I cannot suppress my crazy desire to kill. I just can't satisfy it, we have to talk." And what is this woman doing? Looking around, turning around and asking "What are we talking about?"
This is the problem. The question asked by others has nothing to do with the Pa itself. Everyone is alienated by commodities, and all people are consciously maintaining their commodity-filled, singing and dancing society.
What is Patrick afraid of? The fear is to be ignored, to be exactly like others or to appear worse than others. But in that dimension of the United States, unfortunately, everyone is the same, just like that many business cards. In my conscience, I think it's almost the same. All are a bunch of one-dimensional people.
It's in the middle of this group of almost gentlemen. Patrick is afraid of being compared to others. Afraid to look worse than others.
Patrick himself has no right to speak in his social group. What speaks for him is the merchandise that surrounds him. A business card is a good representative. What does the business card represent? Represents his social identity. Daily beauty and fitness shape his appearance but no changes to show his essence. Health care technicians will boast: "Wow, your skin is good." Essentially. The skin is also regarded as a commodity. You can have such a skin. I want too. This is the commodity. It is precisely because so many commodities have spoken for him that he can mix in the so-called Yuppies circle.
But actually? Commodity said too much. Instead, I have nothing to say. How much self can a character who has been commoditized from food, clothing, housing and transportation to the flesh? The business card does not represent Patrick. That's just a bunch of status titles. Where does he live and what he eats does not represent Patrick. What is the point of having more muscles and white skin? Make yourself an advanced planter?
Then the problem came out. What is Patrick? I'm afraid he doesn't understand this question himself. To be honest, I myself would not understand what I am.
It is because Patrick is eager to prove himself. I want to give myself a position. I want to squeeze a few words from behind the non-existent uterus in my throat. That's why he will constantly tell others about his crimes in the movie. Of course, we also saw it at the end of the film. This kind of straightforward self-declaration will eventually be seen as a joke by others. Still very good kind. I think this is also a joke the director made with us.
Speechless. Can't find their place in the power system, or rather. What should I do if my masculinity is not satisfied? So Patrick stretched out his hand to the pretty girls. But what was the result? Patrick found a street girl. I also named her myself. He thought that the flesh bought with money (in fact, what he wanted was the heart) belonged to him. Or in other words. This street girl, he hopes that she is the woman in his ideal, the woman in his desire, the object a.
This is of course a delusion. Object a is impossible to really find. You think what you find is the light of your own life's fire and desire, but in reality it is just a call girl. You may think that the other person is special, but God knows if the other person thinks you are inferior to an electric massage stick. It can be seen from the scene of the bed scene that the expression of this woman is indifference mixed with a kind of contempt when making love to her.
So our poor little Pa was also gloriously defeated on the battlefield of both sexes. Of course, he can't be blamed for this. This is because he has found the wrong person. In other words, it is impossible to find a suitable object at all. There is no such thing as a man's ideal female (personally male).
so. In the struggle for the right to speak, well, it can't be regarded as a complete failure. But he was indeed ignored.
As for he was killing. Video is also required during sex. Or keep talking. Its essence is a desire to be stared at by others. Hope to be followed. I once read a book about perverted murderers. Said inside. In fact, some murderers have this kind of psychological need. Since regular discourse is not paid attention to. They speak with flesh and blood and death. Of course, I didn't mean to justify the murderous madness. They are not even the fighters of freedom and democracy. They are just a bunch of damn patients.
About aphasia. It is also mentioned in the film. Pa and his friend were together before high. There was an inexplicable voice next to him who said: "Aphasia? Is it caused by a virus?" This was a very straightforward reminder from the director. As for the more representative ones. It was after the second time to withdraw money to kill people in the movie. Pa walked on the road and clutched his throat. It implies the trouble of Pa's non-existent uterus.
The frustration of masculinity. The aphasia in the power of social discourse finally created such a crazy perversion.
At the same time, expand the view. Society is also tortured by this womb. After Par killed Paul. Dragging the corpse in the sleeping bag out of the apartment. The blood marks all the way. The security guard didn't even see it. Friends saw him. I also asked: "Wow, the sleeping bag is good, where can I buy it?" The good friend who likes the Pha could have been happily with Pha. Because really. This gay is a very qualified sissy boast (please forgive my words, don't spit it out). But that sentence made him lose his Patrick. That's the sentence: "I remember you that night, you wore a red striped Valentino tie."
The people around Pa and the society as a whole just ignore it. Because of this attitude towards abnormal things like not seeing them. That's why the ambiguous attitude of the old landlady when Pa went to Paul's apartment and revisited. Yes. No need to fight. These murders are real. It's just that the whole society has selectively forgotten these things (just like a river crab, I am dying and ignore me). Patrick reversed the murder. Then this whole evil Mi Di was at least half an accomplice.
Well, it's basically over. If you didn't check the wrong typo, and didn't comb it again, it might seem a bit headless. Initial publication. There are many ideas in the middle that are immature. The theoretical basis to rely on is also very narrow. If you have any comments, please feel free to mention it. I only wish to spray a little bit of pity on the newcomer, and lightly spray.
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