The whole work is warm and cruel, the kindness of Hatiz and the greed of the neighbors, they also had part night of brandy and watermelon, but the pain brought to Hatiz is far greater than these good memories.
It is not the same as domestic ethnographic films and film and television anthropology works, but it completes the interpretation of ethnic groups and cultural behavior to a certain extent, but the whole work is rare and silky. After all, it took three years to shoot, documentaries and feature films. The borders are also blurred out by the clip. Highly visible, the footage and editing focus on the record of the conflict in the story, and many pictures metaphorically express the existence of opposites, from taking honey "I take half, you keep half" to "I want more honey, you can't Buy it for me by the pound." Interpreting the nature and cultural conflicts of modern aggression and respect for nature through individual choices, a noisy and selfish family of seven moved to a village with only Hatiz and became her neighbors, which also changed the life trajectory of her and the bee colony, even Time and time again, the swarm and Hatiz were blocked because of greed. The composition and changes of the social organizational structure are also reflected in this. When the neighbors first moved in, there was a shot of the two sides of the stone wall from above. A family of seven trying to control a runaway herd.
The picture is clean and warm, and the composition, color and light are all beautiful, especially the part where Hatiz is sitting beside her mother's bed in a daze, which is impressive. Hatiz, wearing a floral turban, is sitting on a chair in a dark room, with his left hand On the side is an old mother who is sick in bed, a squinting cat is under the stool, and a beam of light from the window shines in the room, like a ribbon, breaking the silence of the picture. Every frame is like an oil painting.
And finally Hatiz walked on the snow field and looked back. Under the red hood were confused and firm eyes. The white snow reflected the sun on her wheat-colored and wrinkled face. The sun was shining so brightly that she couldn't open her eyes. It feels like it's overflowing the screen.
At this moment, a sentence suddenly popped into my mind when the old mother was lying on the bed and asked her, "Will spring come?"
The mother and daughter were helpless against the greed and selfishness of their neighbors, and the mother comforted her that God would surely burn the hearts of the wicked. I don't know whether God has punished those wicked people, but God will definitely bring spring.
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