There used to be a movie called Looking for a Gun. I saw it in Beijing cinema. This is a great movie. I watched it in the screening hall because the people who watched the movie with me didn't laugh. In my opinion, this should be a movie with a lot of jokes, although the connotation is not easy. Later, I learned that the audience in Beijing sat in the screening hall with a serious expression because of dialect barriers, and could not accurately appreciate the extraordinary language beauty of Looking for a Gun. Recently, I watched Crazy Stone in a cinema in Beijing. Laughter exploded frequently in the screening hall, and most of the lines in this film were in Chongqing dialect. As a Sichuanese, I can easily distinguish various dialects in southwest China and appreciate their respective beauty. But for northerners, the Chongqing dialect in Crazy is probably not much different from the Guizhou dialect in Xun. Why can everyone laugh after three years? There is an unreasonable inference that more and more Sichuan restaurants have been opened in Beijing in recent years, and naturally there are more and more Sichuanese. Then Sichuanese spread Sichuan dialect to Sichuan cuisine and hot pot like pepper to coax northerners to swallow it, which added the function of listening to Sichuan dialect to northerners. But I don't believe this, because I heard that all Sichuanese in Beijing are speaking Mandarin. A friend who had a problem with movies explained that "the humor brought by the plot can be seen everywhere". I think what he said is very reasonable, but I have another explanation.

My explanation is that Xun is telling a story and the madman is telling the times. The concept of storytelling is that the narrator cooperates with the audience, listening while talking, and communicating in one direction; The concept of the times is to stand a mirror in front of the audience, and you can laugh or not. Anyway, what you see is yourself. When people look at themselves from another angle, they always smile. The most recent example is the World Cup that just passed. Look at the fans in the stands. Once they found themselves in the camera, they all cheered and smiled, even though their team had just been watered by others. It's instinctive to see generate's smile. I can't help it.

The era of madness is the floating world in which all of us live, the society boiling like boiling water from the end of last century to the beginning of this century, and the humanity in the society-I want to make them millions overnight, and I really want to dream, dream. This is a goal of the whole people, with thousands of troops and horses, rushing to shout, Qi Xin will not be in Qi Xin. However, you may not see the mighty army directly, only three thieves and an international thief are charging in front. This reminds me of Delacroix's famous "freedom to guide people"-including the goddess, there are actually only five complete images, but anyone can hear the cries of millions of heroes in front of this picture, and you will never think that only four people are following the goddess. Leaving/kloc-France in the 0/9th century and returning to our turbulent world, the effect is the same as the picture of "wealth guide" shown in Crazy.

Four people were drooling over the stone. Are there really only four? Sambo is duty-bound to go to Beijing with the pull ring of cans; The old factory director persisted for a long time and finally traded the factory for his own self-interest; A group of people in the development company have exhausted all the methods they can think of, just to have more children for their own money ... These plots are like thousands of people behind the Statue of Liberty. You don't know how many people there are, but it seems that there are few people when you look around. When you look closely, the mountains and plains are covered with darkness.

This shadow is rolling in, by hook or by crook. Therefore, professional international thieves are embarrassed here, because this floating world has no rules, only desires, no agreements and only means. Crazy and reckless.

There are always some portraits of each era preserved with a relaxed sketching attitude, not in the format of chronicle, not in the wording of news broadcast, only a few strokes are incisive. People who have experienced it will see their true selves, and people in the future will see the real history. Just like when you unfolded the Riverside Map on Qingming Festival, there was no protagonist, but no one was not the protagonist. "Crazy" saved this impetuous and abnormal era as a joke. Today, the audience sat in the screening hall and laughed heartily, because they saw such a familiar world. Tomorrow, the audience will sit behind history and laugh, because they have seen today.

After this floating world, the dust may settle down, just like that priceless stone, found in the ruins of the toilet and finally worn on the chest of an ordinary girl. Between these two moments, it is its crazy and short-lived scenery, unknown before and after, disappearing into everyone's eyes. Who knows, where is the real treasure? The stupid thief who shouted several times to smash the glass cover with a hammer and take the stone away was kept in the sewer for several days. After coming out, he finally got what he wanted. He broke open a glass cover with a hammer, but instead of jade, he took a piece of bread. Where is the real baby? One person knows-Bao Hongshi, the chief of the security department, that the real treasure is that he can pee happily in the toilet. I really enjoyed it. There is nothing more enjoyable than this. In any era, no matter how the dust tumbles and falls, it is a great pleasure to urinate happily. Happiness is not in jade, but if you don't have prostatitis, how will you know?