When I was a senior, I saw a recommendation in a magazine (probably "City Pictorial"), so I went to the library to borrow Hemingway's "Flowing Feast", both in Chinese and English. I really like the Chinese version of the book binding, with a white cover and a black and white photo in the middle. Reading the English version makes me feel more like following him relive the cold Parisian winter in the unheated attic, and the joyous atmosphere of the bakery café. The cover of the book has this sentence: If you were lucky enough to live in Paris when you were young, she will be with you wherever you go for the rest of your life, because Paris is a movable feast.
I liked this movie because I just watched a little modern art recently, and I felt how beautiful Paris was in the early 20th century. And the movie is not about the early 20th century, but the 1920s. In this flowing feast, you'll find Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Picasso, Dalí, Mrs. Stein, Mattis, Braque and more. I'm not really familiar with them, and I'm very ashamed of my poverty, but when I think of these great minds getting together, arguing with each other, swearing at each other, and respecting each other, I feel like it's really incomparable.
I have been to Paris 5 times, and I have seen its appearance in spring, autumn and winter, as well as sunny, cloudy, windy days, the beauty of the day and the dawn of the lanterns and the late night. When I went there for the first time, I was young and rebellious and felt that I should not follow the crowd. I liked Paris just like all girls with unrealistic and beautiful fantasies admire Paris, so I said I didn’t like Paris. Later found out how you could not like Paris. Her subway is dirty, her prices are high, her restaurant service attitude is not good, and her motor vehicle is rampant. But those hundreds of years old buildings, those stone pavements, those master pieces in the museums, the gurgling Seine River, the fragrant French, the street scenes that can be used as postcards at any time. If I can paint, I really want to spend an afternoon on the banks of the Seine or the Montmartre area or the Latin Quarter or the Musée d'Orsay, watching people come and go, and using a brush to freeze Paris on paper. But I have to say that knowing a little French is a great help to better appreciate the beauty of Paris.
The movie kind of starts to say something at the end. For Gil in the 21st century, Paris in the 1920s was the best era; for Adriana in the 1920s, the 1890s was the best era (la belle epoque); for Degas and Gauguin in the 1890s, the Renaissance It is the best era (this estimate is the director's YY). So the best age is always another age, and the best life is always a life elsewhere.
This is the first Woody.Allen work I've seen. Roommates think that the dialogue inside is too much and too long. I think it's nothing compared to the chatter before sunrise. I've always envied people who can write a long story about anyone they can catch. As if life is to express to express. Artists are such a lovely species, innocent, passionate, creative and seemingly useless.
By the way, I didn't know Hemingway was such a person in his life. On the subject of death and bravery, perhaps like Gil, death is my greatest fear. So how do you overcome this fear, or live with him for the rest of your life. Hemingway's answer is, if put in a more decent way, live hard, find the things that make you so engrossed that at some point you can forget about death for a moment, and live brilliantly to resist the urge to die fear. This is really a very positive solution.
I love this movie because it makes me feel like those names, not just in books, in museums, they were really alive a long time ago. Although the way of life is different from ours, there is a real existence in flesh and blood. A person's life may be short, but if there is something left, it is not a life in vain. Not for the name, it would be a good thing if it could give some inspiration and comfort to future generations.
Finally, about this story, although it is not realistic, I have recently been thinking that something that is not realistic is not necessarily undesirable. One day, I saw Liang Wendao’s commentary on magical realism on Sneeze.com. He said that the characteristic of magical realism is to write about the magical and absurd things that you think are impossible to happen. write in the real world. So it doesn't have to be true or not as the only judging criterion. Allowing a little space for fantasies is also the beauty of art.
In the end, I liked this movie because it met me at the right moment. It just so happened that I, like Gil, thought that era was simply beautiful. Although after reading maybe I changed my mind a little. In short, this movie should be liked by young literary and artistic people. It's not bad to at least use it for 13.
Last but not least, French is really the best choice for young literary and artistic second language!
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