Michael Hanake meets the Blair Witch Project in Kim Gok's Exhausted, a vicious kick in the pants to everyone in the audience, all in the name of "style." A man meets a mute woman, and as any reasonable person would do in such a situation, makes her his prostitute. But the pimping is the least of our problems. As we get exhausted by the grainy faux-16mm camerawork, the film gets increasingly deranged. The closest thing we get to a sympathetic character is the pimp, simply because he's got too much self-respect to fuck a mute whore. Everyone else is either a gory mess, or a gory mess in disguise. Even the prostitute, which even a thug like Lars von Trier would make likeable, comes off as a delirious scary woman whose shrieks strike like blows to the jugular.
Kim Gok has seemingly abandoned the Marxist critiques of his short films, going instead for mindless brutality which culminates in an endless bloody freak-show involving, among other things, a pair of scissors going where pairs of scissors should not go. In the middle of the bloodbath, we get an extended long take of the beaten prostitute's near-dead face, but it does not elicit sympathy or pity. In fact, images of the victim only make us shy away in shock. (Indeed, the extended sequence led to continuous walk-outs during the Pusan screening.) The long take invites us to stare, but it assumes we're as sadistic as the victimizer (and the film) is. Meanwhile the sound-effects (mostly a rumbling bassline that shakes the theater) pulsates with pure wickedness. With Hanake, shock creates reflection, which asks that we be critical. Here, we only want to escape. I suppose Exhausted has some virtues; the shots of drilling machines and factories provide a mesmerizing phallic backdrop to the pimp and prostitute's pursuits. But everything else hurts too much. At least Kim Ki-duk lets us breathe. Exhausted makes Bad Guy look like Lady and the Tramp. (asiaarts.ucla.edu)
Fern驶过寂寥无依的大地，白雪覆盖的公路；注视过汹涌澎湃的大海，炽热的福玻斯神光。你以为她是自由潇洒才总在路上，但失去所爱的她悲不自胜，茕茕孑立。这片孤独的大地啊，有着一样孤独的人群和孤独的灯；孤独的房车里，困扰着成百上千孤独的灵魂。
这不是浪漫的公路之歌，而是献给不得不离开的人们。驱逐至边缘，流离失所的状态下，或许才能体会最大的迷惘与自由。
Calm. I love Frances McDormand.
治愈系还是致郁系？在无数种生活方式中，选了看似最多彩的一种，其实最灰色的一种。不得不上路的人，面对的是——获得与失去，孤独与热闹，相遇与告别，有限与无限……被拉扯的人生。
“谁此时没有房子，就不必建造，谁此时孤独，就永远孤独。”路上的那种孤寂感想起了里尔克这句诗以及亚历山大-佩恩的《内布拉斯加》。
路上就是方向，有方向就有动力，为什么所有人看起来都如此笃定？
#影评拖延症又犯了
What's remembered lives.
家又是什么呢？家是你心里的地方，而不是任何一个实体所在（导演说的）
最后就是她说能不能尝试想起婚约上的誓言，说起来好笑，厘米拍照要成册，然后设计师发来，很多happy every day ，happy family这样的英文，我们连夜花了5个小时翻阅泰戈尔，王尔德，莎士比亚，电影经典台词来替换。
都不会像你想象的那样好
希望片中人不要說話。
想看这部现象级电影很久了，刚看完忽而发觉今天是妇女节。美丽的意外。
其实本质上，关注和表达视角挺中国人的。想起了当初进藏路上的一些驴友们，还有朋友圈的“职业旅行者”。在路上，对有些人是体验人生的一种方式和一个阶段，对有些人则是内心疗愈的不能停止的精神药剂。
十几岁的时候觉得这种生活方式也不错，自由，淡泊，独立。但有了一定生活阅历后，却觉得这不过是无奈之举，如果可以选择谁不愿意有个家庭，能依偎在伴侣身旁，能与亲朋好友相聚，能享受生活给予的时光。但社会的组建和机制又让许多的人不得不为了生活忙碌奔波，为了体面活着，为了心灵的安宁，他们才不得不选择了一种艰难的生活。
恭喜赵婷。但我还是要说，这个电影真的很难进入，也很难让人接受，大段的慢镜头，过于平静和冷峭，这就是一个超长版的MV。
see you down the road 那个是真的 nomad 在车里生活十九年了。
赵婷延续了《骑士》里的那种细腻和挣扎，但更加成熟和精准的表现了人物内心的活动，观众能够清晰的感受片中人物最私人化的感受，片中那种迷茫以及过一天是一天的无奈，全被表现得极其真实，这种感觉不像是在看一部电影，而是真正的把观众带进了角色的身体里，就好像自己在经历他们正在经历的东西一样。科恩嫂的表演无话可说的好。
想要活着 仅此而已
只要人能呼吸眼不盲
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