It"s a plain film. It"s not even like a movie. But it is light, like a light afternoon tea time, light sunshine and light coffee, like light blues music, light yellow soft hair, light almost transparent water of Jianhe River, and chalk marks written on the blackboard and erased.
However, the whole film is whispering gently, but it tells me a word - story very clearly. This is a story, I think, and a story that can no longer be like a story. There is no war, no conflict, no explosion, no conspiracy, only ordinary and difficult life; there is no sudden turning, no amazing miracle, no unjustified separation; there is only an insignificant foreshadowing, about the ups and downs of one"s life course, and about the cold and tender passage of time in the whole world. This, is not life? This, is not life?
However, just using "story" to explain the film can not get all - a story, good or bad, always has an end. The end is not the end. Life has an end, but not an end. This is a film about a person"s life. After the story, life is still going on, great ideas are still turning, just like the wheel of the wheelchair that never stops. There are also great love and friendship, great disease struggle, great anxiety about the future of mankind and great confidence in love and hope.
On the other hand, many people, like me, can hardly imagine how extraordinary this person and his life are. Some things can be worshipped by human values, such as diligence, such as seriousness, but others are not suitable to be bound by moral framework, such as talent, such as talent. Genius can understate the hardships of day and night, the honors of years, all failures as a joke, and all successes as a reward for gambling.
How about love? After years of grinding, maybe there are still trivial and tender feelings left; How about life? After years of grinding, maybe it will gradually approach the truth, and finally come to an end. For a man who believes in God, it may be a grand salvation, but for a scientist, it is probably just a plain journey. There is no insurmountable gap here. For those who believe in love, it is enough to open their eyes to see light and close their eyes to remember the appearance of light.
The Post-View of the Film "Theory of All Physics"
Rotation, shuttle, nebulae and eyes;
Jaina, Man Dance, Love and Life.
It"s a plain film. It"s not even like a movie. But it is light, like a light afternoon tea time, light sunshine and light coffee, like light blues music, light yellow soft hair, light almost transparent water of Jianhe River, and chalk marks written on the blackboard and erased.
However, the whole film is whispering gently, but it tells me a word - story very clearly. This is a story, I think, and a story that can no longer be like a story. There is no war, no conflict, no explosion, no conspiracy, only ordinary and difficult life; there is no sudden turning, no amazing miracle, no unjustified separation; there is only an insignificant foreshadowing, about the ups and downs of one"s life course, and about the cold and tender passage of time in the whole world. This, is not life? This, is not life?
However, just using "story" to explain the film can not get all - a story, good or bad, always has an end. The end is not the end. Life has an end, but not an end. This is a film about a person"s life. After the story, life is still going on, great ideas are still turning, just like the wheel of the wheelchair that never stops. There are also great love and friendship, great disease struggle, great anxiety about the future of mankind and great confidence in love and hope.
On the other hand, many people, like me, can hardly imagine how extraordinary this person and his life are. Some things can be worshipped by human values, such as diligence, such as seriousness, but others are not suitable to be bound by moral framework, such as talent, such as talent. Genius can understate the hardships of day and night, the honors of years, all failures as a joke, and all successes as a reward for gambling.
How about love? After years of grinding, maybe there are still trivial and tender feelings left; How about life? After years of grinding, maybe it will gradually approach the truth, and finally come to an end. For a man who believes in God, it may be a grand salvation, but for a scientist, it is probably just a plain journey. There is no insurmountable gap here. For those who believe in love, it is enough to open their eyes to see light and close their eyes to remember the appearance of light.