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Garnet 2022-03-21 09:02:21

I got up this morning and watched the award-winning film at this year's Cannes Film Festival - "The Wind Blows the Rice Waves".
This kind of movie, I did not catch a cold. The bland posters, rice fields and a man whose face cannot be seen clearly, do not have much visual stimulation. Stories without excitement, wars and nations, have been told a thousand times over. So this DVD was pushed below the other films and was at the bottom of the watch list.
But after reading it today, some of the ratios are out of balance...
It turns out that in the face of the war, our things are so small and sad. When a specific contradiction hangs over the sky, our little personal grievance suddenly seems humble. In the 1920s, Ireland was trampled by the British, and national hatred became more and more intense. Every day is life and death, how should I resist? There have been films with this theme before, but this time, the director used an immersive narrative method. The rhythm and intensity have been worked hard to allow people to personally participate in this melee.

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  • Darby 2021-12-26 08:01:08

    The defects after the struggle lead to internal division, belief and betrayal, persistence and compromise, fantasy and realism. This is not clear. The struggle is only the surface. The contradictions caused by the split of human nature are eternal issues. What is the most important thing in a person's life of? Is it faith or peaceful happiness? Maybe neither. I wanted to be an outsider, but now I can't leave it anymore.

  • Allan 2022-03-27 09:01:12

    To be absolutely free, or to live in compromise, a few people become the former, and the majority become the latter.

The Wind that Shakes the Barley quotes

  • Chris: Promise me, Damien. Promise me you won't bury me next to him?

    [points to Sir John]

    Damien: The chapel. Do you remember, on the way up? Do you remember?

    Chris: Yeah.

    Damien: In there.

    Chris: Tell Teddy I'm sorry. I'm scared, Damien.

    Damien: [sighs] Have you said your prayers?

    Chris: Yeah.

    Damien: God protect you.

  • Damien: [to Teddy] You have wrapped yourself in the fucking Union Jack! The butcher's apron, boy!