Summary

Lee 2022-04-23 07:03:27

Just like Picasso before Cubism, Lao Tower's first official step included all his creative features in a style different from the future. The first time I watched it was in 2001, not long after I graduated from elementary school. I have deep sympathy and sympathy for Ivan, who is the same age as me - even if his age, his situation, and his fate are completely different from mine. At the time I didn't know anything about Tarkovsky and poetic realism at all, and just saw it as a good TV show. Looking at it later, I understood the imagery of fire and the sound of water droplets, understood the meaning of shadow and light, and deepened the most outstanding dream image at 1:05. The last words on the wall lingered in my head, and the inhuman nature of war was so easily brought out. I have always advocated careful use of subjective lenses, because there are too few good ones, and the old tower is undoubtedly the most outstanding one. The last Berlin paragraph shocked me a lot at the time, it seemed to be the first time I had seen such a clear and real corpse.

Noemy 2022-03-17 09:01:05

Although there is no strong stylization of the film after the director, and the later movies are a bit unappreciable, this one is also easy to understand and sincere. The poetic style and artistic conception have already taken shape, and the ingenuity of the composition and the use of scenery have been quite elegant. Under the undercurrent of the war, Ivan is a tragedy of the times. Against the backdrop of the ruined walls and cruel indifference of the war, the beauty of Tongmeng is extremely precious, and after waking up from the dream, it is deep despair. The whole film is interspersed with several dreams of Ivan. The two dreams at the beginning and the end are echoed back and forth. They start with a beautiful and end with a beautiful. These are also the places where I am most moved. I get caressed by my mother and play with my sister. It was what a child was supposed to do, but it was broken by the involvement of a war. The young man was already sad, sensitive and helpless. The two deepest dreams, the scattered fruits and the horses on the beach, chased and played with my sister on the beach. He cried for his nostalgia and dependence on his mother! Why!