The ending of The Ferry at the Wharf has been in the fog since I watched it last night. It feels vague, but it also feels very strong. Unlike the "hero" in our "universal understanding" who set up an absolute opposite of resistance in order to destroy the "villain", the dock situation only allows the protagonist to complete the transformation of himself, and slowly walk back to the original track with a brand new image, But some things have changed. Through this long journey without violence and bloodshed (I say that), the protagonist steadily achieves his establishment as a spiritual leader. The workers are still working, the same as before, but they are no longer subject to tyranny, and that is the real victory. There is no mutual killing and destruction, only peaceful evolution and change of flags.
If you choose that kind of violence, you will not be able to escape the establishment of new tyranny. Moreover, the lazy and ignorant dockworkers have no firm belief and sense of mission, only the indifference of the sidelines and the cunning of the rudder, and they are completely unable to lead in the early stage of distrusting the protagonist. The female student who has learned "knowledge" and holds firm beliefs has no choice but to be weak in physical strength. In addition, love has made her tender and fragile. She gives up her ideas and persuades the protagonist to escape. The theocratic religion represented by the godfathers - simply can't lead a bunch of unbelieving workers - but I don't think there is anything wrong with not having faith. In short, this force cannot lead, and choosing that kind of violence is doomed to failure. Even if it succeeds by luck, it will usher in new failures.
But this kind of thinking is not a feature of Western films. After all, I don’t often see Western films with this kind of thinking, which may be the factor that I haven’t read enough films. The first time I saw it was really a surprise, and I was in a daze for a long time.
Another: Who doesn't love a man who keeps birds? He held the pigeon in his hand and my heart melted.
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