Full frontal female nudity and rear nudity in a few scenes.
A sex scene with brief breast nudity.
A short rape scene; breasts are seen briefly.
A man and a woman kiss very passionately.
A man goes into the sea fully naked, we see his bare rear.


Film review:Translated by www.rabudo-ru.com


“He kept one eye open and the other closed,

He saw through what was happening around him and his own futility. “—— Lin Yutang

*Questioning of life

“Oh, I can hear it. It seems to be a song

The queen bee was born,

Virgin bees emerge from beehives full of beeswax,

The queen bee was born. ”

In the gentle piano sound and the pattering rain, a bunch of bright red flowers on the clean table. With this story full of vitality and hope, a new generation of queen bee was born and waiting for her by the water. The drones danced the dance of life. The breath of spring was filled in the rain.

Anzhe’s films have never been so vibrant.

I like Anzhe, but I don’t want to see all his films because I don’t want to be like him – let life become clear in my eyes, but the world in my heart is falling apart.

He always likes to end with death, just like this is the inevitable ending of people, but after knowing this ending, we have to follow him again and again and torture ourselves painfully on the way. When we finally realize, life is over.

The color of the film is the sea in winter, cold, but it hides the excitement and repressed passion. Anzhe likes to stare at the change of the character’s expression, and then slowly move the camera, looking at it step by step.

Drizzle kept falling, white tablecloth. Bees may dance on the water to meet their queen bee.

The wedding photo was impressive. The son bowed his head, the mother looked at the father, the father looked at the daughter, and the daughter looked at her husband. Everyone looks at the most important person in his heart, but he can only look at it. He is at a loss and doesn’t know the gaze of others. His uncommunicable feelings are left on the negative in his focused and hopeless gaze.

The wedding should have been happy and happy, but father spiro always had a heavy expression, and mother always wanted to pay back her words until they broke a plate of cups, which made the atmosphere suffocating. They carefully picked up the fragments, just like picking up the marriage they couldn’t get back together.

Then, the daughter led everyone to dance to ease the atmosphere, but her expression was stiff and at a loss.

Spiro walked out of the house and stood under the tree on the river bank. The estrangement of his family made them look at each other, but standing face to face seemed to separate several cities.

When his daughter said goodbye, spiro picked her up and hummed the song like a baby,

“Climb the pepper tree, pick pepper,

The pepper tree suddenly broke and got nothing in his hand. ”

This ballad was sung many times in the film. For example, later, spiro walked into the deserted house, opened the window and thought about something.

When we come to the end of the road, we always unconsciously look back at the journey.

*Wandering journey

“As in the spring of previous years, I set out.”

Lotus, clover, withered seed, wood knife, peppermint… I must have traveled all over the world to see so many different flowers. I haven’t even heard of the names of some flowers.

After staying in a city for a long time, people want to wander around, escape these memories and faces, and go to a strange place without hiding those lonely feelings. As the girl who climbed into the co pilot’s seat said, “go anywhere, just leave here.” She lives in spiro’s cabin, eats his food, takes money from his pocket, and even allows the old spiro to open the can. She never returns anything. Everything is taken for granted, just like the child gets shelter from his father. She is like a living life, injected into his dying soul. She is selfish, capricious, full of temptation, unstable and insecure. She always comes to you unexpectedly and leaves quietly

She is life, everything the old man is losing. Her body has all the beauty, young radiant face, restless passion. She is as dazzling as the sun and as pure as the moon in that hut; She is also the impulse of vitality to ignore everything. She intrudes into our lives like that, regardless of our wishes; She rewards us without asking the reason and punishes us without reason. She dominates us because she lets us see hope. She appears when we fall into despair, ignites every cell in us, makes us burst out with infinite power, but knocks us down when we think we are in control of our lives, It reminds us that she stands high and overlooks us. She offers a sweet smile to another person around us, looks at us in his arms, gently raises the corners of her mouth and mercilessly laughs at our wishful thinking.

In this way, he received the last call of life and became a man with seven emotions and six desires. Watching her moan with another man in the dark, she can only sit alone in the cold cafe and look at the door.

When he numbs her enthusiasm, when he keeps looking for her in the street, when he drives into that restaurant, when he allows her to leave deep scars on his hands, when he takes her to a place that is nowhere, when he and she roll wildly together on the dark stage… People see the pale struggle after the prosperity of life is exhausted.

Every time, a large number of bees die on the way of transportation, and spiro’s life is lost like them. Finally, he fell down, his fingers knocking on the earth, and the ground was covered with overturned beehives, such as dug graves.

If one day, someone asks, what are you doing in this world, will you also answer,

“I don’t need anything. I just happened to pass by.”

*Dying spring

Anzhe arranged everything in the most hopeful place, spring, wedding, specious love, but insisted on putting death in it.

On the way, spiro visited an old friend who was seriously ill. He knocked on the table and told them that he wanted to see the sea for the last time. They stood by the sea. A man took off his clothes and jumped into the sea, but the patient said to Spiro, it’s cold.

That scene deeply touched me. Whether life is desolate or warm is actually just in what you think of him. The seriously ill man saw his end, but the swimmer saw only the sea.

“April is the cruelest month,

The land of death feeds lilacs,

Mixed with memory and desire

Shake the dull roots with spring rain

My mouth can’t say, my eyes can’t do anything,

I don’t know whether it’s on earth or in heaven,

I know nothing,

Only gazing at the center of the light,

Silence, emptiness and desolation are the sea. ”

We always keep asking until we are white haired and bent, but life moves forward slowly as always. You insist on despair. Looking down, you can only see the Loess and death. You are full of hope. Looking up, you can also see the blue sky and sunrise.

*About movies:

The 1986 film and 1998’s “eternal day” have a common theme, that is, facing aging and death. However, with the passage of ten years, the director has made different explanations for life. The former is despair and impulse, and the latter is relief and gratitude. In Angelopoulos’s films, we can always see the figure of the elderly and children, which represents the two poles of life and brings a special rhyme to his films.

In an Zhe’s films, the story is never the focus. What matters is the people and scenery in the story. Spiro quit his school job, said goodbye to his newly married daughter and took a car of beehives on the journey. Monologue is like reading a diary, talking with old friends and murmuring. On the way, he met a young girl who pushed into his car and life. She brought him a short desire and passion for life, but the desire was fleeting. He went to visit his old friend who was sick in bed. Finally, he fell on the hillside and was stung by bees. When he was dying, his hand kept knocking on the earth, as if to convey a kind of inquiry and reluctance to give up life.

Just like some directors’ films will use long dialogues to explain their intentions, Anzhe has his own way. His films are composed of continuous poetry. He uses silence and pictures to describe emotions. When he was sad, he didn’t use tears, but the rain fell on the table. The rhythm was soft and slow, and he could almost smell the wet smell of the picture; When parting, he didn’t say goodbye, but asked his father to pick up his daughter, just as she did when she was a child, read the songs of her childhood, and left an appropriate blank to give people unlimited space for imagination and emotion; When suffering for the passing youth, you can see that the old man listened to the moans of a pair of men and women in the room, sat up slowly, walked out of the door and said nothing. The dark light and repressed emotion conveyed his inner struggle and pain

Therefore, each picture of him becomes a long lasting poem, which makes the audience immerse and aftertaste again and again.

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