Chapter 893: Feeling on pins and needles
Everything is normal.
In daily life, people like to see this kind of scene, "normal", because it means no troubles and no accidents. This is the general appearance of life. It is not like in movies or novels, where dramatic conflicts are always the same. One wave after another, before one wave subsides, another wave comes again.
This is also in line with the consistent style of "Elephant" so far.
However, the more normal it is, the weirder it becomes. A creepy atmosphere quietly spreads like smoke, but no one is sure whether this feeling is correct, because the picture really looks real. It's normal, but in the midst of uneasiness and apprehension, you start to feel anxious.
Immediately afterwards, the uneasiness continued to spread.
In the afternoon, the two children were lying boredly on the sofa in the living room watching TV. What was playing on the TV screen was... a documentary about the German Third Reich.
Those historical images, those flags with iconic symbols, seem particularly inconsistent when played in a quiet and peaceful middle-class suburban home.
It wasn't until the courier came to the door that the children's calmness was broken. The two of them couldn't wait to open the package -
Gun.
This is the gun they purchased online.
The two couldn't put it down, and immediately happily went to the tool room in the backyard, facing the wall piled with firewood, and started testing it with real ammunition.
Chug tug tug. Chug tug tug.
The real sound cuts from the game to reality, just like an ordinary entertainment game, with bright lights shining in the eyes of the two children.
——On pins and needles.
Quietly, spikes seemed to grow on the seats in Lumiere Hall. One or two moved their buttocks uneasily, trying to find a comfortable position.
Unfortunately, all failed.
In real life, moments like this often occur -
A kind of intuition.
Everything is obviously normal, nothing has happened, and you may even be in a good mood, but your intuition is that you feel vaguely uneasy, and you always feel that there is something dangerous about to happen next.
When I told others about this feeling, they all laughed and thought that I was thinking too much and didn't care at all. However, this feeling just lingered and was difficult to describe and explain. Even I couldn't help but doubt, could it really be true? Is it my subconscious thinking?
However, I was still uneasy. Little by little, ripples arose in my heart, to the point where I even wondered if I was crazy.
That’s it before you.
The calmer the movie is, the simpler it is; the scene is more thrilling and frightening.
The undercurrent is always surging; the crisis is always pulling on the nerves, and everything is sliding towards the dark abyss. However, the reality is like the weather just now. After a brief period of darkness, it returns to calm and tension. Buried deep in the air, invisible and intangible.
There is no soundtrack rendering, no plot foreshadowing, everything seems to be just daily life, so that the audience has completely lost the ability to predict the plot and judge the future. They are completely unable to judge what will happen next, when and whether danger will occur, and where the story will go.
That kind of unknown, grabbing their throats tightly, and then pressing them on the seat, their backs sinking deeper into the back of the chair little by little, getting tighter and deeper, almost helpless Breathing; but no one could move. The invisible pressure made everyone present huddled in place and trembled.
Trying to scream, trying to escape, but then convinced myself:
There is no need to scare yourself, there is no need to make a fuss, there is no need to be swallowed up by your own imagination and fear.
Then.
The air in Lumiere Hall became tense silently, uncontrollably, and bit by bit.
Patter, patter.
Alex entered the bathroom and stood in the stall to take a shower. After a while, Alex also came in. Eric, "I think today is the day, we're going to die today."
Alex, "Yeah... I haven't kissed anyone yet, what about you?"
Eric lightly shrugged, took a small step forward, and stepped forward gracefully.
Patter, patter.
The sound of water from the shower head continues.
The two boys began to equip themselves and put on camouflage uniforms and boots in an orderly manner. Only Alex was busy meticulously in the picture, and Eric's voice came from the side.
“‘I don’t like that slogan.’ The next day, he gathered his friends and posted another slogan. She didn’t see it, so he posted another one and posted it directly all over her apartment. front.”
"The sign said, 'Kim Campbell's Chicken Coop has closed,' or 'Ownership has changed, whatever her name is, he can't take it anymore."
Alex pulled out a Campus floor plan, "Let me see, we park here, right?"
Everything in the picture, Alex is driving and Eric is sitting in the passenger seat.
Alex, "Enter through the south entrance."
Just in time, Alex and Eric saw Anson coming out. Anson plays with the sheepdogs and greets them.
Alex, "Pass the trophy and medal display room and enter from the language room. They don't use that place anymore. There should be no one."
Alex and Eric entered an empty classroom and started to prepare. .
On one side, there is Alex’s bedroom, like a battle plan, Alex told Eric the entire plan; on the other side, there is the scene of what actually happened, showing the dynamic route of the two people.
Just like a war movie.
However, no one can tell clearly whether those "actual scenes" are Alex's imagination or what really happened?
Throughout the film, the line between virtual and real is always blurred, not only the line inside the camera lens, but also the line drawn by the big screen in the Lumiere Hall.
Because it is so normal that it is a bit ridiculous——
Perhaps, there is a possibility, just like Wes-Anderson’s 2001 work that was shortlisted for the main competition unit of the Berlin Film Festival Like the "geniuses", they completely ignore the boundaries between reality and imagination, and present the imagination in their minds in a light and weird way, including crimes and imaginations that break morality.
Although "The Genius" and "Elephant" are works with completely different styles, Wes Anderson's candy-colored pictures bring a kind of wild imagination, and Gus Van Sant throughout The documentary style presents another texture; but...who knows?
After all, until now, no one understands what the movie "Elephant" is about.
Even now that watching Alex and Eric break into the school with machines bought online, the alarm in the audience's mind has been fully sounded, but no one can predict the next development of the story——
< br>Because there are no clues.
Before "Elephant" landed in Cannes, there was no information or any introduction, keeping all the viewers in the dark. The movie is still puzzling to this day. The unknown brings The uneasiness and fear are stirring up waves deep in my heart, but no one can make a sound.
Then.
Bang.
A sound exploded from the speakers in the Lumiere Hall without warning, like thunder on the ground. You couldn't even see the specific picture of pulling the trigger, nor the collapse of the plasma. It was just a sound, but In an instant, all the audience members were pinned to their seats, and they were collectively frightened.
Things just happened.
(End of this chapter)