Voice 1 (male "professional announcer" type): This neighborhood(1) was made for the wretched dignity of the petty bourgeoisie, for respectable occupations and intellectual tourism. The sedentary population of the upper floors was sheltered from the influences of the street. This neighborhood has remained the same. It was the strange setting of our story, where a systematic questioning of all the diversions and works of a society, a total critique of its idea of happiness, was expressed in acts.
These people also scorned "subjective profundity". They were interested in nothing but an adequate and concrete expression of themselves.
Voice 2 (Debord, monotone): Human beings are not fully conscious of their real life - usually groping in the dark; overwhelmed by the consequences of their acts; at every moment groups and individuals find themselves confronted with results they have not wished.
Voice 1: They said that oblivion was their ruling passion. They wanted to reinvent everything each day; to become the masters and possessors of their own lives.
Just as one does not judge a man according to the conception he has of himself, one cannot judge such periods of transition according to their own consciousness; on the contrary, one must explain the consciousness through the contradictions of material life, through the conflict between social conditions and the forces of social production.
The progress achieved in the domination of nature was not yet matched by a corresponding liberation of everyday life. Youth passed away among the various controls of resignation.
Our camera has captured for you a few aspects of a provisional microsociety.
The knowledge of empirical facts remains abstract and superficial as long as it is not concretized by its integration into the whole "” which alone permits the supersession of partial and abstract problems so as to arrive at their concrete essence, and implicitly at their meaning.
This group was on the margins of the economy. It tended toward a role of pure consumption, and first of all the free consumption of its time. It thus found itself directly engaged in qualitative variations of everyday life but deprived of any means to intervene in them.
The group ranged over a very small area. The same times brought them back to the same places. No one went to bed early. Discussion on the meaning of all this continued...
Voice 2: "Our life is a journey "” In the winter and the night. "” We seek our passage..."�
Voice 1: The abandoned literature nevertheless exerted a delaying action on new affective formulations.
Voice 2: There was the fatigue and the cold of the morning in this much-traversed labyrinth, like an enigma that we had to resolve. It was a looking-glass reality through which we had to discover the potential richness of reality.
On the bank of the river evening began once again; and caresses; and the importance of a world without importance. Just as the eyes have a blurred vision of many things and can see only one clearly, so the will can strive only incompletely toward diverse objects and can completely love only one at a time.
Voice 3 (young girl): No one counted on the future. It would never be possible to be together later, or anywhere else. There would never be a greater freedom.
Voice 1: The refusal of time and of growing old automatically limited encounters in this narrow, contingent zone, where what was lacking was felt as irreparable. The extreme precariousness of the means of getting by without working was at the root of this impatience which made excesses necessary and breaks definitive.
Voice 2: One never really contests an organization of existence without contesting all of that organization's forms of language.
Voice 1: When freedom is practiced in a closed circle, it fades into a dream, becomes a mere representation of itself. The ambiance of play is by nature unstable. At any moment "ordinary life"� can prevail once again. The geographical limitation of play is even more striking than its temporal limitation. Any game takes place within the contours of its spatial domain. Around the neighborhood, around its fleeting and threatened immobility, stretched a half-known city where people met only by chance, losing their way forever.
The girls who found their way there, because they were legally under the control of their families until the age of eighteen, were often recaptured by the defenders of that detestable institution. They were generally confined under the guard of those creatures who among all the bad products of a bad society are the most ugly and repugnant: nuns.
What usually makes documentaries so easy to understand is the arbitrary limitation of their subject matter. They describe the atomization of social functions and the isolation of their products. One can, in contrast, envisage the entire complexity of a moment which is not resolved into a work, a moment whose movement indissolubly contains facts and values and whose meaning does not yet appear. The subject matter of the documentary would then be this confused totality.
Voice 2: The era had arrived at a level of knowledge and technical means that made possible, and increasingly necessary, a direct construction of all aspects of a liberated affective and practical existence. The appearance of these superior means of action, still unused because of the delays in the project of liquidating the commodity economy, had already condemned aesthetic activity, whose ambitions and powers were both outdated. The decay of art and of all the values of former mores had formed our sociological background. The ruling class's monopoly over the instruments we needed to control in order to realize the collective art of our time had excluded us from a cultural production officially devoted to illustrating and repeating the past. An art film on this generation can only be a film on its absence of real creations.
Everyone unthinkingly followed the paths learned once and for all, to their work and their home, to their predictable future. For them duty had already become a habit, and habit a duty. They did not see the deficiency of their city. They thought the deficiency of their life was natural. We wanted to break out of this conditioning, in quest of another use of the urban landscape, in quest of new passions. The atmosphere of a few places gave us intimations of the future powers of an architecture it would be necessary to create to be the support and framework for less mediocre games. We could expect nothing of anything we had not ourselves altered. The urban environment proclaimed the orders and tastes of the ruling society just as violently as the newspapers. It is man who makes the unity of the world, but man has extended himself everywhere. People can see nothing around them that is not their own image; everything speaks to them of themselves. Their very landscape is alive. There were obstacles everywhere. There was a cohesion in the obstacles of all types. They maintained the coherent reign of poverty. Everything being connected, it was necessary to change everything by a unitary struggle, or nothing. It was necessary to link up with the masses, but we were surrounded by sleep.
Voice 3: The dictatorship of the proletariat is a desperate struggle, bloody and bloodless, violent and peaceful, military and economic, educational and administrative, against the forces and traditions of the old world.
Voice 1: In this country it is once again the men of order who have rebelled. They have reinforced their power. They have been able to aggravate the grotesqueness of the ruling conditions according to their will. They have embellished their system with the funereal ceremonies of the past.
Voice 2: Years, like a single instant prolonged to this point, come to an end.
Voice 1: What was directly lived reappears frozen in the distance, fit into the tastes and illusions of an era, carried away with it.
Voice 2: The appearance of events that we have not made, that others have made against us, now obliges us to be aware of the passage of time, its results, the transformation of our own desires into events. What differentiates the past from the present is precisely its out-of-reach objectivity; there is no more should-be; being is so consumed that it has ceased to exist. The details are already lost in the dust of time. Who was afraid of life, afraid of the night, afraid of being taken, afraid of being kept?
Voice 3: What should be abolished continues, and we continue to wear away with it. We are engulfed. We are separated. The years pass and we haven't changed anything.
Voice 2: Once again morning in the same streets. Once again the fatigue of so many similarly passed nights. It is a walk that has lasted a long time.
Voice 1: Really hard to drink more.
Voice 2: Of course one might make a film of it. But even if such a film succeeds in being as fundamentally disconnected and unsatisfying as the reality it deals with, it will never be more than a re-creation "” poor and false like this botched traveling shot.
Voice 3: There are now people who pride themselves on being authors of films, as others were authors of novels. They are even more backward than the novelists because they are unaware of the decomposition and exhaustion of individual expression in our time, ignorant of the end of the arts of passivity. They are praised for their sincerity since they dramatize, with more personal depth, the conventions of which their life consists. There is talk of the liberation of the cinema. But what does it matter to us if one more art is liberated through which Tom, Dick or Harry can joyously express their slavish sentiments? The only interesting venture is the liberation of everyday life, not only in the perspectives of history but for us and right away. This entails the withering away of alienated forms of communication. The cinema, too, has to be destroyed.
Voice 2: In the final analysis, stars are created by the need we have for them, and not by their talent or lack of talent or even by the film industry or advertising. Miserable need, dismal, anonymous life that would like to expand itself to the dimensions of cinema life. The imaginary life on the screen is the product of this real need. The star is the projection of this need.
The images of the advertisements during the intermissions are more suited than any others for evoking an intermission of life.
To really describe this era it would no doubt be necessary to show many other things. But what would be the point?
Better to grasp the totality of what has been done and what remains to be done than to add more ruins to the old world of the spectacle and of memories.
1. This film, which evokes the lettrist experiences at the origin of the situationist movement, opens with shots of the Paris district frequented by the lettrists in the early 1950s.
无论整个事件被戏剧化到什么程度，每个角色却也依旧像活生生的人
片子音效、画面没问题 但剧情相比前几部太弱了
无法认同异己，无法原谅他人，无法承认失职，顽固父亲层层递进的情感宣泄，是社会对于遗属的讽刺；患得患失，过度谢罪，逐渐否定自我的店长和女司机，也是被舆论和道德观驱使的受害者。
2022年7月30日观看。年轻人的脆弱。小事的连锁反应酿成悲剧。所以许多事不用过于计较。
朋友推荐，第一次进电影院看“熊出没”大电影，而且还是科幻与环保主题的。话说现在凡是与科幻有关的IP都挺火，所以“熊出没”系列也没能免俗，这一部在系列中不算出色，整体设定显得低幼且无聊（小朋友们或许爱看？），除了熊二变身与高燃打斗段落可看以外，其余都乏善可陈。尽管是一个人包场结果还是不争气地睡过去了，就像在看中学科教片一样人昏昏欲睡……不过片中的设定还是深得我心——宇宙之大却“只有一个地球”，疯狂的人类请不要再破坏环境了，否则我们将成为无家可归的流浪儿。
一说对待伤痛的态度全看自我本无对错，再说家国仇恨历历在目恕难原谅
比较工整 女儿意外死去 总要怪谁来发泄 怪别人比怪自己容易多了 愤怒是无能的表现 女司机的妈妈是一个强烈对比 不管怎样 每个人最终还是都能找到和解的方式
太丧了，基本上这些认都挺讨厌的，性格扭曲，除了两位妈妈。如果不是坚持看到桃李那段追女孩的戏，我差点就关了=L=爸爸从来没有关心过孩子完全不了解孩子，逃避自己的缺席以后审判每个人，导致一个自杀成功一个自杀未遂，枫妈妈和花音爸爸那段真的高下立判，虽然古田新太最后还是有在改变，也符合日影的调调，慢慢了解女儿后，也开始原谅别人，但是这么多的悲剧还是他导致的，反正看得很压抑，特别是松坂桃李的人设
哭死我了，大概有三四个场景，最后一幕我完全破防。。看完我希望世界上多一点温柔，我要更温柔地对待所有人。当然，虽然爸爸后面有改变，但是他真的是一切的源头。男人情绪稳定才能社会稳定好吗？
无良媒体为了收视率恶意剪辑，跟现在蓝V kol操控舆论一个样，当爸爸的也不负责任，害了两个无辜的人
《熊出没》真的是每年都带来新惊喜，这次的主题又回到了这个动画最初的“环保”主题，故事线则是围绕着熊二的成长展开的。动画制作依然保持着高水准，每根毛发都清晰可见，时不时冒出的特制3D镜头也挺让人大开眼界，而这次的特效和打斗还更上一层楼，妥妥的科幻视效大片！这种动画能做到大人小孩看了都很开心就很成功了！可惜反派的背景故事塑造的一般，不然观感会更好。
暴力无处不在，有心无心的都让其隐匿在各个角落，随时准备着冲出来吞噬看见的一切人或事。不论如何，痛快的大闹大哭一场，再释怀吧。
紧凑的压抑故事，有时候说不出哪里不对但事情就是无可救药地往坏方向发展了
熊出没系列第一次涉猎科幻题材，还是一个环保主题，嗯，格局大了，不愧是每年稳定收割票房口碑的春节档电影
空白》是吉田惠辅执导的原创电影，由古田新太、松坂桃李共同主演。影片以“全员被害者·全员加害者”的设定，讲述了因扒窃未遂而在逃跑时遭遇车祸的女中学生的父亲，责问这起事件的关系者，这部电影还是蛮不错的
一个事件造成的社会多个人之间的冲突，展现出了日本人特有的社会观。
真英熊从不回头看爆炸。
乏味的爆炸力 以及空白抚平愤怒的并不高明洞见 旬报这片单 属实硬凑
不得不说老演员们演技真的是恰到好处啊，桃李又接这种阴沉的剧了。一开始看所有人都是坏人，到爸爸的道歉，店主打电话道歉，妈妈哭着求原谅，最后的海豚云和闪闪发光的海边女儿的身影，大人们最终要学会和自己和解然后继续向前。嗯还有从头到尾都好好的藤原季节。
这次终于在影院首次体验了熊出没系列这个大电影，也知道了为何年年春节档稳赚且卖座的原因。方特的动画制作质量确实可以，特效很不错跟彩条屋，追光这些都有可比性，不过最重要能在票房取胜的关键就是剧情，整体故事按大人们来看就相当子供向，老套路，老融梗，相当简单，不过换做是儿童小朋友的话，就成为致胜法宝，因为这故事连他们都看得懂，而且全程欢声笑语，在影院里看的超开心，尤其这电影又还是3D的，那种触手可及就在面前的画面感让他们更加的充满好奇与新鲜感，简直就是现今当下孩童收割机，哄娃必看片了哈哈
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