After reading Hamaguchi's " by chance and imagination " , I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. It seemed as if I had finished reading a good book, and I couldn't bear to leave the magic world I just caught.
There is no social care and nobleness, no corpses and dead, no thriller and suspense. Hamaguchi Suspect used a very low budget, precise lines, and just right actors to catch the subtle emotions that make people look like a needle, and pierced us so hard that we smiled and exclaimed, and took a breath after the end, feeling a little sad.
takes "accident" as the theme, and beautiful moments are rubbed out in various unpredictable embarrassment and accidents. I often feel that what people rely on for their lives and what supports people to live may be these uncontrollable small lights.
The entire movie is composed of three stories. Behind the 3 stories in "Accident and Imagination", appreciate the profound meaning of its dialogue.
The first one is "Magic". After the heroine finished her work with her boudoir, she went to the taxi on the taxi. The conversation revealed her girlfriend’s recent interaction with her ambiguous partner. She described the kind of spiritual climax that she could take out her soul and chat for 15 hours and couldn’t bear to end, similar to "magic". It was originally a sincere listening and a private desire to share, but the more I listened, the more I became, the more I felt wrong. The magician mentioned by my best friend in was simply the ex-boyfriend who was abandoned by him two years ago.
The heroine is played by Kotoshi Furukawa. She is eccentric and possesses the honesty that can kill people and the scary sharp language. She rushed to her ex-boyfriend and threw something at him mercilessly. At first, my ex-boyfriend wanted to keep calm and kept telling her to get out of here, but there must be a reason for the bondage, and the lust flowed, and the situation became elusive.
The audience who watched the movie in the same scene seemed to be disappointed by such a homely plot. He kept acting like he was at home in public, blurting out in the dark cinema: "Yeah!? What! It's so bad!"
Where is there any good men and women, everyone must fight for their desires. , but also read the data. Hamaguchi Suktor has become a victorious army at European film festivals, but in Japan it is still often regarded as a director who indulges in lust or too strongly exposes daily life, and cannot generally let Japanese audiences enter.
When I read this message, I shrugged. The second story of "The Open Door" is simply too rude. .
When it was released in Hong Kong, the Chinese name of this paragraph was translated as "Door Open Always". I prefer this title - "Keep the Door Open Always", which is the core of this story. The French professor played by Kiyohiko Shibugawa requires that the door of the laboratory be kept open under any circumstances. Even the kneeling student or the heroine Mori Yuyue who came to seduce the professor in order to avenge the student, she could not close the door. What is admirable about Professor
is his "door always open". keeps the door open always and is not afraid of the outside world's eyes and survives on your own. The heroine plays a woman who returns to school after getting married and having children, locks her heart and is out of place with the outside world. In the quiet afternoons spent with each other, test your own value of existence with your body.
When Sen Yuyue gave up on winning over the professor, she frankly said, "her existence is annoying." What should I do? The professor immediately answered, "I don't know." Then say:
I don’t know what kind of life you have spent in the past, but if the people around you deny your value, please remember to resist and not let social standards measure you.
He continued to listen. Whether it was the novel content of the heroine who was encouraging her to love scenes, or the monologue that she couldn't help but confide in her doubts about her own value, the professor continued to listen. , to some extent, makes me feel that this is the same thing as the novel about men and women.
Hamaguchi Sui seems to understand quite well. Putting in the power of love dialogue in the conversation creates a strange sense of distance that is close to daily life and is instantly away. For me, it feels like Murakami Haruki .When I was younger, I would complain in my heart: "Why do I always write this type of scene?" These rarely really caused the storyline to be driven by the desire.
It was like that character who sent a text message to Murakami: "Well, help me arrange it." Then Murakami arranged it. Later I felt that the arrangement of was a poetic revelation of desire, animal, and living.
After watching the second story, the men and women in the cinema were very excited. It’s not because of desire to tease, but because the director’s technique is too humorous, which makes people sigh: “It’s impossible to do this—” and accept it: “Okay, it’s like this.” This is accidental. Can't refute. Compared with
, the last story "Once Again" is very warm. After makes the audience walk out of the theater, they feel that their hands seem to have been tightly held by friends who have been separated for many years.
The woman played by Zhanbu House attended the high school class reunion for a long time and did not meet the first love she wanted. She just stood in a group of classmates who did not recognize anyone else and forced a smile. After eating a bowl of pork chop rice in my memory, I was about to return to Tokyo, but I met the partner I wanted to find at the station - another woman played by Kawai Aoba , a woman who already has two sons, invited her to sit at home. The pace was smooth, and when the audience thought that this couple of women who were not destined to resolve their knots for many years, they found that they had recognized each other's wrong person.
admits the wrong person, but it is right. The embarrassing scene of the century that was about to come to an abrupt end has gained vitality. The two decided to play roles and fulfill each other's wishes to listen to each other.
sincerely likes "Accident and Imagination". The dialogue of the character is smooth like a gear stuck in the gear. Everything is like lubricating oil, and it works happily . When the cinema lights were on, they became quiet. Everyone, like me, feels like being fooled by "accidentally", but they have to admit that these coincidences are so close to the reality, and when it does not cause disaster, it is often beautiful. The period between
18-28 years old is probably the most depressing and expecting "accidental" years. This society does not allow us to pursue accidentality, which is too close to luck and too far away from hard work. Time and space must be placed in the table. Follow the table to exercise. Success is a lighthouse in the distance. If you keep going there, you will eventually get ashore. But we all rowed the boat for a while in those times, with some muscles growing on our arms and a lot of thick cocoons added to the palms. Is the lighthouse an illusion? Will the shore of success be just the next successful conspiracy theory?
html After 028, although the three characters in " comedy opening " are not like those of " comedy opening " to say goodbye to their youth. But like Tang Jikede, I also fought with invisible giant beasts, trying to escape from various values that I do not agree with, and fled and deny them while dependent on them.
During that time, I was resonated with a passage of words. It was this passage written in someone's diary:
I just came back from a party, and I was the pillar and the central figure of the party; I made everyone laugh, like me, and admired me - but I still left. In fact, this dash should be as long as the radius of the earth's orbit - I wanted to shoot myself to death.
Two years before the age of thirty, when I got home every day, I wanted to beat myself to death. It seems to be a kind of division, a kind of division between the "real self" and the "social self". And in the movie "Accident and Imagination", it seems that the answer is found again.
The various experiences of life, whether it is the restlessness in adolescence or the bitterness of middle age, seem to be the trajectory of fate, but they do not know that they are also the result of accidental accumulation. Each of our thoughts is accidental. After experiencing things by chance, we begin to have imagination and continue our ordinary life.
