Is jumping off a bridge to a better world?
(observed at 10.8, written at 10.9, code at 10.14)
When I learned about the Golden Gate Bridge film, I saw a tweet about suicide on WeChat. The article was very long. Although it can’t be said that I read it carefully, I finally finished it. It was the National Day holiday, so I wanted to see this film.
Watching this video was on the motor train from home to school. The weather was sunny that day, which seemed a little out of tune with this film. If it was a cloudy and rainy day, it would be perfect with a cloudy and foggy pond outside the window, I thought. But later, because the sun was dazzling, it shone into the car, and people couldn't open their eyes, so the front seat closed the curtains, so the sun had nothing to do with me.
Maybe it's because it's a documentary, or it's to match this slightly serious and heavy theme, I think the overall rhythm of the film is a bit slow, so it's a little procrastinated. So I didn't like the movie at first. However, when I watched the entire film, I almost wanted to cry, not because I was moved, and it seemed that I couldn't tell why. Use one in Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? "In terms of words, may it be empathy?
Interviews with people around the suicide victims and eyewitnesses take up a lot of space in the film. Most people expressed confusion, just like I couldn't understand why they were confused. Human Demons You seem to be more inclined to hold an almost sneering contempt for suicidal people. Coincidentally, when I went back to school that day, it seemed that some students were trying to commit suicide and it was discovered in the evening, which alerted the parents and the school. I didn’t know about it, but I could still hear some discussions. When I heard the puzzled people around me, and even heard them speculate about suicide attempts in a somewhat playful and mocking manner, I almost wanted to rush over to fight. I have heard about such suicide incidents before, and I have also seen some reports and discussions on this topic from "Today's Statement". But what is most often heard is people's confusion and almost gossip-like speculation. In fact, people don't really care about the reasons, but they have to dig out their life bit by bit, just like an archaeological excavation, and lay it out on a showcase. People often say they are fools. I do not know. Maybe in the dictionary of most people, suicide is indeed a forbidden area, like a cultural relic hidden in a museum, next to it is marked "Do not touch!". I don't know if these people with contempt on their faces chose no when they were asked if they had suicidal thoughts when the school conducted psychological surveys and tests, and whether the answer in their hearts was "no", Do you have any hesitation before making a choice? Presumably most people have felt this way to some extent, right? If so, don't we understand their mood at all? Why do you always stubbornly use the attitude of the living to try to speculate on the soul of the deceased?
According to statistics, more than 200 people gave up the idea of suicide because of this film, but three people chose to commit suicide because of this film, of course, there may be more of both. People have mixed opinions on it. I don't think it does anything wrong. To say something that may become the target of public criticism, no one can say whether living is more worth looking forward to than dying. After all, there are hundreds of millions of people who can tell you the thousands of choices and changes you can make in life, but no one can tell you. world after death. There are two moments of jumping from the bridge in the film, I don't know how the film crew captured this moment, or it is a certain processing like in the film, but the jump of the long-haired man looks more like a The performance is like a wonderful curtain call, with the bridge as the stage. It's just gone, no more appearances. The bridge in the film looks really beautiful and charming. I thought that jumping from the case should be much more charming than jumping off a building. The water under my feet is also firm and soft. If the corpse is not salvaged, it might be able to feed the fish in the sea, instead of being frozen in a few photos of the crime scene and a few reports of unknown good and evil.
I never understood the meaning of life, and I always thought about suicide. I just read these few poems, maybe I can describe my mood a little:
At other times, being alive is a strange thing that cannot be justified, harmonious, and at ease. I am my own foreign body, or filth. Can't escape, can't pick clean. (Excerpt from Liu Tianzhao's "Autumn")
In that tweet, I remember that there seems to be a problem, if you rate yourself thinking about suicide, out of 10, you will give yourself a few points, I think for me, it may be an 8 to be the norm, and sometimes maybe It jumps to a nine, maybe a seven at times, but not any lower. Sometimes when I look up at the sky, I think, there might really be another world on the other side of the cloud. Standing on the 745-foot bridge, do you also feel that there is another world under your feet? I've never been there, I don't know. If I want to talk about the meaning of the film, maybe I finally know, it turns out that when people take their own lives by suicide, what are the views of the people around them, and these views make me a little uncomfortable, I can’t understand , just as they couldn't understand the thought of committing suicide.
After watching the film, I lay down on the seat of the moving train. I thought about it a lot. The messy thoughts were intricately intertwined. After hesitating, I wrote it down. On an afternoon when I should have been reading probability theory, I sat in the library in a slightly cold afternoon. In the air-conditioning, listening to Beethoven's Silence, I stopped writing several times, shivering, and I wanted to cry a little while I was writing. Guilty, when will I call the curtain?
Is jumping off the bridge to a better world?
(Inexplicably want to draw a picture.)
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