Yes, love is a myth

Monica 2022-03-13 08:01:01

From the forty-fifth minute onwards, the film tells the story of an Ephesian woman: there was once a young and beautiful woman who was very virtuous and virtuous. She was accidentally widowed, and according to Greek custom, her husband's body was placed in a crypt. But the chaste widow did not want to leave her husband's side, day and night, she guarded the body, kept crying, and wanted to go on a hunger strike to die for her husband. Everyone left, only she stayed.
Not far from the tomb, there was a thief who was executed and his body was hanged. A handsome soldier is in charge of guarding. (The soldier heard the sound and found the woman, and comforted:) Why did you want to die on a hunger strike? What good does it do to take your own life like this? Have a drink. (He lifts the woman's black veil) Come, drink. You have to live and enjoy life as soon as possible. This corpse will tell you that. Be brave and drink it.
(The woman gradually raised her seductive eyes, full of lust. So, in front of the corpse, the two ignited a raging fire of lust.)
(Just as the two were devoured, the relatives of the thief came and stole the corpse)
Tian La! They stole the hanging body! The family of the thief took him away while I was with you. I know what the punishment will be - a horrible death sentence! Why should I wait to be punished? Better to cut yourself off.
(The woman holds the sword against the soldier's chest pain) No, my dear, it's too much to lose two men in my life, one after the other. "It is better to hang the dead husband than to let the lover die."
----- Fellini's film "The Myth of Love"

Fellini and Kundera are contemporaries, and their works are full of tragedy Sense: the contingency and passivity of the existence of individual life, the former, we can understand it as "If you come to this world or not, you are likely to be affected by an extremely subtle thing. If you expand on this proposition, you can simply write A novel”; for the latter, it may be explained in this way: whether you are happy in this world, and when and how this life ends, it is very likely that you cannot help yourself. Is suicide an accident? An expression of pure active will?
Perhaps this is really a fact. The existence of a sense of tragedy is one of the few ways in which people can recognize their own spirit and flesh. I always like to watch tragic movies. It’s okay to say that this is a dark expression of psychological distortion, but maybe it’s closer to the truth: people are always tragic. More generally speaking, people most of the time Neither are happy.
Kundera said, "People's life is a fast-forward straight line, so people are not happy, happiness is the desire for repetition." The straight line, well understood, from the womb to the grave. Wilde (?) had a fairy tale where he told a story: "In a place a man is born a hundred years old, and with the passage of time he dies in the form of a baby." This is an interesting imagination , but he is only imitating the reality of human beings in reverse, like looking in a mirror and extending his right hand, what he sees in the mirror is his left hand. From old man to baby, it's still a straight line, it doesn't repeat or cycle, so if Wilde said that people in that place were happy, who would believe it?
People with a sense of tragedy in their hearts are mostly tolerant, because they know that although we are alive and kicking today, in the end we all become a handful of loess and a few bones. Very short, long dead", so let's make peace with each other.
Love is obviously an arrogance of this peaceful coexistence. Love will never go with peace, never with Wen, someone said, "I love her peacefully." People, often say, I love her madly, without her, I would..., yes , In this ellipsis contains countless remorse, entanglement, even violence, murder, etc., in short, some hysteria, but no peace and quiet.
Love is a kind of self-sublation, a kind of resistance to God. In the ancient legend of Plato, since the powerful "man" was divided into two halves by God, one half of them is always looking for the lost half. Most people would never think that this was deliberately cut open by the creator, so how can you find a clay figurine by blowing air into it? !
Fellini, he saw through it all. However, we can't say this: "Fellini is a pessimistic flower, he absolutely believes that there is no love in this world." Perhaps this is not true, the purest white must be in the strongest black The most prominent, perhaps, the love in the eyes of a pessimist is the most pure and selfless, because it is accidental, rare, and even impossible.

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  • Maiya 2022-04-21 09:03:46

    4.0.1. Fellini's most should not be neglected film, the archives did not select this film in this round of film festival, which is not complete and quite regrettable. 2. In ancient Rome, compared to the beauty and plumpness of Tinto Barras, Fellini presents lewd, explicit and dirty, which is the concentrated expression of the director's long-standing circus complex. 3. The first hobo novel in the history of European literature (not "The Little Leap", but the earlier "Satilicon"), and the plot is incomplete, it is too suitable for Fellini's unrestrained expressiveness, no wonder he said Shoot it like a sci-fi movie. 4. Promiscuous male prostitutes, extravagant feasts, romantic widows, freed slaves and suicides are shocking and eye-opening.

  • Kassandra 2022-04-22 07:01:55

    Watching this kind of movie is actually very cool, because it is completely beyond my knowledge, and I cannot make any predictions. I just need to fully immerse myself in this obscene and treacherous mythical world created by the director. It's a bit unbelievable that this film has such a low rating. Just the plot of the duel is enough to make the film history gods.

Fellini Satyricon quotes

  • Eumolpo: What about dialectical discussion? What happened to astronomy? Where is philosophy that once led the way for us?

  • Eumolpo: Don't be surprised that the art of painting is dead when we find more beauty in a pot of gold than in the works of Apelles and Phydias. Those crazy Greeks!