Incredible movie. I watched it with my mother on TV about three years ago. At that time, I felt such a boring movie... Repeatedly, a middle-aged man was driving on the loess slope, met passers-by, talked, got in the car, talked, and continued drive. Always on the road. At that time, I lamented how the judges of the Palme d'Or would have the patience to watch such a boring film. Then something incredible happened. Today, three years have passed, and countless movies that once moved me to tears have been washed away and blurred by time like words on the beach in my memory. Even looking at the movie reviews I've written, I feel very unfamiliar. But "The Taste of Cherry" pops up in my mind from time to time. I haven't watched it a second time. At the end, the picture of the man lying in the dirt pit and looking at the night sky is still very clear, and even has a unique style that has been fermented. So I went through the review again. See how someone who wants to die can be moved by the last passenger's homely and chicken soup. I would say no. In the past, when I wanted to die, I wrote suicide in my composition to vent my self-destructive emotions. To persuade myself, I wrote at the end, I am dead, but I regret it. I think of the blue sky, white clouds and green grass, the simple beauty of the world, and I heard my mother calling my name.
When revising the composition, the teacher said that the aesthetics of death in the front was well described, but the ending was too simple. (How dare I hand in this kind of stuff this week, is this the second disease, cover your face)
Some people have complex problems. Such as the ultimate question of philosophy. Professionals build up theories and their own logical systems at length, demonstrate, explain, and do academic solutions. People who have never studied philosophy think that they can solve their confusion by reading all the original texts and learning theories from ancient Greece to the present. But in fact it's a hoax, like the 1,000-string broken indicator in Life Like a String.
Our teacher is a successful man with passion and confidence in life. I think he wrote his review like the people who questioned the last passenger, thinking that big themes need complex endings.
But I think the desire to live is itself the most simple thing. There are a thousand reasons for wanting to die, and the source of living is generally relatively simple.
For ordinary people, even if they have never been exposed to any enlightenment education, there will be occasional moments of deep confusion. Where do I come from, where do I go, who am I. If you answer in the way of problem solving, you will be caught in the trap of exam-oriented education.
In some simple life, aesthetics, and even unimaginable pieces of chicken feathers, the cosmic-level grand problem itself has been dissolved.
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