"Murder M", a whistle that never disappears

Jabari 2021-11-12 08:01:24

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"Murder M" or "The Cursable Man", or "The Murderer is Among Us", "The Murderers Are Among Us" ", "Fritz Lang's M", "M-Eine Stadt sucht einen Mörder", "M-Mörder unter uns"...Different film translations point to a common symbol: M, capital M, shadow M, crime M , M is the mark painted by the hawker on the palm of the hand, M is the symbol printed on the shoulder of the murderer, only half wiped out but never removed, is M sanctioned in the name of the law, or punished in the name of the people?

In this endless questioning, only the whistle has been resounding in the street, like a game, has been dispelled. It's like the game where the children play together at the beginning of the film. They sang the song: "He took a knife and cut you into pieces, and then you were out." The singing was wafting in the community, which was terrible. The song, "Damn melody", in this song is the long stairs, silently suppressed by suffocation, the mother called "Aisi" to the window, the little girl did not come back, only the deadly stairs, playing with no one The ball, and the broken balloon. The girl Ais Beckman has disappeared and will never return, just like the eight missing children in this city, taken away by whistle.

All that was left was the horrible black figure, wearing a top hat, and politely speaking to Ais Beckman, his back was left on the wanted poster of "a reward of ten thousand marks", and the whistle was left in the ears of the blind old man who sold balloons on the street. middle. The horrible shadows and the cheerful whistles are combined, there is no game here, only death. Who is the murderer, who is the murderer? From the beginning of the game, is it to end from the game? "Candies, toys and even apples lead life to the end." These are terrible days. It seems that murderers appear on the street at any time. "The person sitting next to you may be the murderer." Strangers with children are suspected. It was the murderer; the guests in the bar were suspected of being the murderer, and they were taken away one by one for investigation. They seemed to be stained and questionable.

When everyone is suspected, the homicide becomes a collective act, and the individual is hidden. The police station dispatched a large number of police forces to collect evidence at every crime scene. They found crumpled candy paper but found nothing; they searched all cafes within two kilometers but found nothing; they only slept twelve hours a week , But found nothing; they captured two vehicles of suspects, but found nothing; they found a total of 1,500 clues, "you can put in 60 books", but found nothing.

There are many police forces, many clues, many doubts, but it seems that they are going to the opposite side and become less and less valuable. Witnesses are arguing about whether the murderer wears a red hat or a green hat. They even use "sandwich divination" to infer the murderer, everything It seems to be caught in the game's dilemma, but the whistle still sounded, and the murderer was elsewhere. What's more terrible is that the murderer still wrote a letter to the newspaper with dignity and boldness. The letter said: "But I haven't done enough." This is endless fear, this is endless madness. The police find fingerprints from the murderer's open letter. Comparing the handwriting, analyzing the discontinuous handwriting of the murderer shows that the murderer is a lifeless character, and concludes that the murderer is a lunatic. They searched for clues from prisons and lunatic asylums. Patients who were treated and released became suspects. They pretended to be beggars. They followed every child. They even stayed at the suspect’s home, looking for smooth tables and abandoned trash cans. And the pencil shavings on the windowsill, but these actions did not get the most valuable clues, all of which set off the incompetence of the police.

On the other side of the police, the underworld also took action because the murderer affected their business. The murderer appeared on the street again and seduced a little girl. He still blew a terrible whistle. This time it was not the beggars densely packed in the street by the police, but the blind old man who sold balloons who heard the whistle. Then the hawker followed. He used M to mark the murderer’s clothes, and the exposed murderer finally got rid of the tracking of the beggar hired by the police and escaped into the commercial building. This time it was not the police, but the underworld that got the news. They broke into the commercial building where the murderer was hiding, surrounded all the exits, and finally found the murderer hiding in the attic by knocking out the security guards and sabotaging the building. When the police arrived, the people went to the empty building only by prying the ceiling. Franz, who did not escape, stayed at the scene. The police caught the only clue, and the investigation of the murderer M turned into an interrogation of Franz. When Inspector Kalman heard Franz said "find the kid’s killer", the cigarette was in his mouth. Suddenly falling down, Kalman was like a puppet, standing there for a long time without making a sound. Is that a new kind of fear? In the face of the police raid and found nothing, the murderer was arrested by the underworld men. Is this a perfect irony of the incompetence of the law? He rushed his head with water to refresh himself from the shocking news.

The arrogance, arrogance, and absolute certainty of capturing the murderer were a vivid portrayal of the law represented by the police. At that time, Inspector Kalman was sitting in his office, smoking a cigarette, and reporting the progress of the search on the phone. The ironic upside-down shots are in sharp contrast to the overhead shots of children playing games at the beginning. One is the reality of fear, the other is the ideal under the legal system, "in the name of the law" and "in the name of the people". Strong contrast. There is a stronger contrast in the final judgment. The murderer was taken to the old Kenzi and Levi distillery by the underworld. People from the bottom of society gathered together to carry out their trial of the murderer. This is an allegory. Those people either have dissatisfaction with reality, or have criminal records, and have had the experience of being punished by law, but now they are on the other side of the law, and they face a murder from above. The murderers, they are the judges. They have the power to kill another individual in their own court. They even called a defense lawyer for the murderer. They yelled "Kill him!" When the murderer's defense attorney said that he would hand it over to the police and pass the court decision, they all laughed.

The murderer was hoarse. He said that he had always been afraid of being followed in the street, and he could be killed at any time. In the face of this endless pain, he could not stop himself. "Except for me to do that", he could calm the fear in his heart. No one Knowing his inner crying, killing can alleviate this pain. The murderer is a lunatic, a sick man, sluggish in the street, dozing off again and again, as long as he sees the appearance of a child, he will regain his spirit, and his eyes will glow with excitement, accompanied by the cheerful whistle. The murderer was not confession, but expressed his inner fear. The judges said that he had committed murder and even sentenced himself to death. There was only one ending: killing him. The defender spoke. He said that the defendant committed a crime under an irresistible impulse, so he should not be sentenced to death. No one will be punished for something he cannot bear. No one can hold a person who cannot be held responsible for his actions. People kill, "This country can't do it, of course you can't." For the murderer, he should be sent to a hospital, not a prison or a gallows.

The murderer has become a patient, and the punishment has become a cure. Does this represent the law? In this private court, the judges were once victims of the law, but when faced with the same murderers, they represented another kind of justice. The gang boss said that if he is treated as a patient, then After being released again, then killing the child, and then being arrested again, the cycle is endless, then the murderer will never be sanctioned and punished. Regardless of whether it is a gang trial or a so-called defender, in their endless debate, there is no police, just like the process of hunting for the murderer, the law represented by the police is missing, and even going to another road, and when the last When the police rushed to the trial scene in the old Kenzie and Levi distillery, the judges who stood opposite the law and claimed that the police were idiots raised their hands, "in the name of the law," and stretched out their hands to the trembling. The murderer, the law returns, and the murderer seems to have found his own refuge.

It seems that there is no suspense about who the murderer is, but the suspense seems to be only on the side of the police. In the endless search and evidence collection, those innocent people have become suspects. The police have plunged society into a new fear, this fear and the murderer. It is not directly related, but for the murderer, it is completely full of gameplay. He is a mentally ill, he is a lunatic, and the only way he can eliminate his self-fear is to whistle, and the children, candy, Balloon, this is the only way for him to eliminate self-pain. Is this a provocation to the law or a salvation to oneself? The law represented by the police is always outside the scene, outside the murderer, and even outside the fear. Ironically, it is found that the real murderer is an invisible blind old man, with a capital M printed on the murderer's shoulder. It is a peddler, they have nothing to do with the police, and have nothing to do with the law. Those in the underworld are more outside the law, or in other words, their trial of the murderer completely abandoned the so-called law and completed the trial in the self-sufficient old Kenzi and Levi distillery.

But the law is still there, the police are still there, facing the police they still raised the hand of surrender, and "in the name of the law" they took the murderer to an unknown world. In the end, the real court’s trial only lasted 40 seconds. Three crying mothers sat and said, “In the name of the people, this will not bring the victims back. We must care more about our children, and you must also ." Caring for children in the name of the people, is this another deconstruction of "in the name of law"? When the movie ends, their voices stayed there. Since then, everyone is in danger, or is it a condemnation of the ineffectiveness of the judiciary?

The capital M was not erased from the murderer’s clothes. It was a symbol, printed on the palm of the vendor, like a mirror carved on the murderer who was always frightened. Everyone on the street was killing the murderer. In the fear of the murderer, where is the fear of the murderer? "In the name of the law" and "in the name of the people" are two kinds of fears. It seems that everyone has an inescapable pain in his heart. Killing is only a means for him to eliminate social fears, but this method is a paradox. It is that he will create more fear. The whistle was originally cheerful, but it was Grieg’s "Pilgent". "Pilgent" is Grieg's soundtrack for Ibsen's poem of the same name, which speaks of a morbid addiction to fantasy In the end, he became a victim.

The capital M is engraved in the depths of everyone's heart.

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Extended Reading
  • Ona 2022-03-26 09:01:04

    Accidentally blasphemed the idols of the masters

  • Nigel 2022-04-21 09:01:44

    A tribute to the 30's films. The front and back are well laid out. I didn't expect that there was an alarm system 80 years ago. Just not a suspense movie. The power of the beggar gang seems to be very strong no matter what country it is in. The words of the gang leader are really funny, really a dedicated and loyal organization

M quotes

  • Bartender: You're ruining my business, Sarge. These raids every night. No one can get a moment's peace! They're human beings, too.

    Police Sargeant: You think we stay up all night just for the hell of it?

    Bartender: No. But you're drivin' away my clientele and you won't find the guy you're lookin' for here anyway! If you know how angry they are at the guy who's causing these raids every night. Especially the hookers. Sure, they solicit. Business is business. But believe me, in every one of them beats a mother's heart! I know a lot of tough guys who get all teary eyed just seein' the little ones at play. If they ever get their hands on that monster, they'll make toothpicks out of him!

  • Pickpocket with 6 Watches: The cops are crawling the streets like ants again.

    Pickpocket with Suitcase: Green coats wherever you spit.

    Pickpocket with 6 Watches: They're on your back even if you're with a broad. They've gone nuts - got this murderer on the brain. My old lady has a little six year old girl and every night I have to check under the bed to see if the murderer's hiding there. You can't do business anymore for tripping over cops everywhere. There's no privacy anymore. I'm fed up with it.

    Pickpocket with Cards: What else is new?