Black and white life in the eyes of the old man

Kathleen 2021-12-26 08:01:08

Bind the explosives on the body, leaving a space for the fuse, came to the downtown, came to the innocent crowd, ignited, exploded, and flew around, shattering himself and sublimating his beliefs. I have never understood the inner feelings of these terrorists who use their lives to commemorate their beliefs. I have seen the stupidity and sincerity of people who are influenced by bad beliefs, but I have never been able to guess how such behaviors are capable of realizing their beliefs. condition.

A person becomes obsessive from being gentle, and a person changes from normal to abnormal. What you see with your eyes, hear with your ears, dominate with your brain, and do things with your heart is to destroy yourself, kill your compatriots, and push a certain force. The growth and interest of life. As an individual, why can this be so?

The 70-year-old old man will end his life and live a whole life with heart. This is what he thinks, what is his world? What is the soul of the things such people say, the words they say, and the movies they make? Did he see the gains and losses of individuals, the gains and losses of society, and the gains and losses of sentient beings? No, at that age, the life in your eyes is just a flashback of the ups and downs of human nature, right? It is a kind of calmness that has given up many of the essence of the prime of life and slowly experienced the bleakness of the world and the boundless life of life. It is a kind of sentiment to forget the individual and politics and return to nature.

"The Wind Blows the Rice Waves", which is epic but flat like a sketch, becomes important because of the precipitation of the 70-year-old man's eyes. The interweaving of love, hatred, and sorrow, the turbulent political life, the contribution of a pair of young people for their ideals in this film becomes more like a refinement and summary of life in the world.

At the beginning of this century, the land dispute between Britain and Ireland has been around for a long time. The infamous terrorist organization Irish Republican Army was the product of this war. Even under the suppression of the power of the British Empire, the Irish persisted in their belief in independence and achieved ultimate success. However, the flood of national hatred continued to torrent and did not stop until half a century later. In this regard, the film has almost abandoned the background narrative, and instead borrows the past and presents the present through the experience of typical individuals during this period.

The two brothers came from the Irish countryside. Even at the extreme moments of the struggle, the two brothers did not meet any leaders such as leaders. Sometimes, the individual's encounter is like encountering a torrent, and he can't control his own going and staying. They saw the oppressed and killed compatriots, saw the contempt and viciousness in the eyes of their opponents, saw that they were just playing freely in the green field, and saw that their dignity was arbitrarily distorted. Thus, the turning point in life achieved the determination to fight violence with violence. They shot and killed British soldiers who were talking about family in the tavern, and they shot and killed underage children who had betrayed their own nation. The two brothers changed from unarmed innocents to decisive executioners. Behind this transformation is the explosion of ideal patriotism and persistence in faith.

In the seemingly righteous weak, in the seemingly innocent revenge, in the seemingly grand sublimation, this kind of action equivalent to the opponent becomes the life of two brothers in blood. In this historical mixed water, we could have seen the birth of an excellent doctor. In the boundless future of his brother, he chose to save what he saw and heard, and he chose to transform the good qualities of all human beings into the use of knives and guns to kill and die. There is no long-term thinking about politics, no careful understanding of life, and with so-called justice, with young blood, with all the essence, to start a war supported by faith.

Once a person has done something, it cannot and cannot be returned, just like a pot of spilled water. Their only advantage is that they have the right to steal. The way they distinguish them from the opposing suppression is that they attack the opponent's army. And they used methods such as assassination, kidnapping, and assault, but they were like a group of thugs. Fate has carved a mark on them, a specious danger. The firmness of the faith is correct, but it is at a loss whether the faith is correct or not. After all, there is a way for war to end. It is the action of the superstructure, and as a scattered individual, what can he appreciate and control?

A group of people died down, a group of people insisted on walking the same way. The separation of oneself is actually a choice of politicians. However, our protagonists are too far away from those high-levels. All they saw was the lush forest in front of them, their homeland and the hatred they had already carried. One group believes that the balance brought about by political struggle is sufficient, while the other group still believes that bloody war is the way out. Some hatred faded, some hatred continued. Therefore, it is inevitable that one's own antagonism becomes another fatal injury. The younger brother shot his elder brother himself and brought the news of his death to his sister-in-law. The family fell apart, and the hatred was as deep as the sea. This is the end of this story.

When the younger brother who turned into a policeman begged his elder brother to confess his guilt to survive in prison, his suppressed desperate roar was filled with anger. Back then, when I killed the kid who had become a traitor, I would never come back. I am responsible for what I do. So, my brother calmly faced the firing squad's gunpoint. After the dull gunfire, this life left us. And this individual was and is so good. He watched his relatives being killed, looked at the gazes of family members, and decided to lead them to revolt, just to seek stability in his life. However, on the back of his belief support, he is actually insignificant. He is just one of the victims of this political struggle. And his brother, even if he is still in the world, how can he talk about getting a new life? In other words, vague beliefs are extremely dangerous in the face of uncontrollable fate.

The film abandons all tendencies, does not approach the government, does not approach the individual, but from the perspective of an old man's view of life, it slowly but with great tension presents the whole picture of the black and white tragedy of human nature. In the plain to no-skilled images, we vaguely remember the tiny figures in the green field and the tears of people after being crushed by the encounter, as well as the final fate of the protagonist. In today's society, those who are supported by faith but ordered to self-destruct in exchange for the respect of powerful groups! For whom is your courage gushing out!

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  • Luigi 2022-03-27 09:01:12

    If I'm watching the HD version, it's definitely not the same. Anyway, it's so exquisite but I really don't like it.

  • Ivah 2022-03-25 09:01:11

    People and people, country and country, the double meaning of brotherhood. The Anglo-Irish Treaty and the Irish Civil War are unfamiliar history to most people, but with the same purpose, things like the number of sands in the Ganges River, the war will not let any kind of people go away, and the generations of people holding guns change. , This land is still in dire straits, only the wind still blows over the mountains and the wheat waves. Zoom usage is pretty textbook.

The Wind that Shakes the Barley quotes

  • Peggy: [singing, at the wake for Micheail] The old for her / The new that made me think / On Ireland dearly / While soft the wind blew down the glen / And shook the golden barley / 'Twas hard the woeful words to frame / To break the ties that bound us / But harder still to bear the shame / Of foreign chains around us / And so I said the mountain glen / I'll seek at morning early / While soft the wind blew down the glen / And shook the golden barley

  • Damien: I shot Chris Reilly in the heart. I did that. You know why. I'm not going to sell out.

    Teddy: [walks to the door, not lookin at Damien] Better write your letters Damien.

    [turna around and faces him]

    Teddy: Tell us where the arms are... or you will be shot at dawn.