During the progress of Lynn Shadow. It wasn’t that success. It occurred many unexpected accident. I re-edit the manu-script twice and change a cast during shooting. Generally, It’s a experience with failure. When I eventually finish the manu-script toughly. The SD card strike. Like the works in the development country. I have the re-shoot the film and change my entire plan. In this case, Mad circle is born.
Mad circle is a collaboration project with Tom Bian. It vividly demonstrate our stage in that night. Thirsty and Anxiety. We exchange our thought add both idea in the project. It the sort of way, It reflect the reality. Live in this modern society, anxiety is a common thing. It wind in every step of your life. Like a phantom sleep with you and ruin your wet dreams. The abundant of massage sub-consciously trained us the live in certain way. The horror cloud still flow on our head in this era. Influenced our thought and impact our behavior.
2021 is an era of information explosion. We live in complex and trivial information. Trapped by different ideas, influenced by the subtitles of matter. Capitalism and nationalism are like a ghost that surrounds you. Your private life seems to have no boundaries with the public. Because you live in this world. In a room that looks like a person, you are with them, with each other.
I always want to make a film noir. A kind of film reveal the darkness in the bright. Exposed the hallow in the mankind. As a human, we have multi-layer of mask to face this complicated world. And the distress and hallow always been ignored. People post the best of them on the internet and social media. Announce their pride to the world. But there always the dark place in the room. We are lonesome one, Lynn Shadow is one the typical.
Shadow is a crucial symbol also the character’s last name. It refer to the hidden part in the rust soul. A slice of kindness and a sense of closeness toward people. Shadow lost it , He is eager to find it. The ability to companion; the ability to empathize; the ability to love. He shows a craving attitude.
Lynn. Shadow has no shadow. His job is a photographer. Flash-clash. Easy destroy a person and remain the sudden awkwardness. His passion like a morning tide. Woven strong and fade vivid. What a hallow. It’s the morning of the Halloween. He lying on bad for no good reason and stays with a woman he doesn’t love. She companions him like a warm so-fa; speak to him like a embracing wind; kiss him like a tough-eater. But he doesn’t love her. Summer is gone, fall is fall. He can’t devote himself in this cold winter. He is in the room of two but always feel solitude and empty. Even the small cement wall is full of echo. But remember, Candle can’t burn a cellophane, but is never candle’s fault. He receives a random phone call a strange number. Scams call, I guess. He hates massage anyway. But this time is little bit different or C’est très different I have to say. The other side of phone mumble. Every word it said is like a oracle. Attract Mr. Shadow’s attention tightly. I haven’t seen him like that even his mother funeral.
“These guys said they found my shadow”
“Really, wow that’s not daily news. Are you sure about that?
They said they found it in an abandon garage. It was a rainy day. And it looks helpless, alone, like me.
“don’t be silly, you are not alone.”
Silent
Lynn shadow stand up rapidly. Grab his coat and try to leave the room
“Where are you going.”
“I am going to find my shadow. I lost it when it was a kid. What it been through these years. Why it went missing. And why it back after these years. It not even attends mother’s funeral. I have to found him.’
P.S. this is a article demonstrate the concept of aesthetics and how it related with my film.
Preface
The word aesthetics is origin from the Greek word “aisthetikos” means the sensible object. In the eighteenth century it became a branch of philosophy. I agree that aesthetics has a strong relationship with sensation. Because when people talk about beauty, or to define beauty. it starts with self-perception and sensation. In linguistic way, the negative form of aesthetics is anesthetic. Which a medicine degree the sensitive of sensation. Nowadays, aesthetic is not only a topic of philosophy but also highly related with others subject. Such as architecture, design, literature. All in all, we called it art. Aesthetic is a major which discuss about art. What is beauty and what is ugly. I will briefly demonstrate the Plato’s aesthetics and Aristotle’s aesthetics and find out the difference between them.
Plato’s Aesthetics
Plato believes that art and poetry are imitations and demotions of real life. Base on Plato’s “Mimesis”. He thinks the real life is the imitation of ideal life, and the art is imitation of real life. In ancient Greece, poetry had a high status. People will sing poetry in public as a tradition. But Plato thinks poetry is untrue and immoral. He put poetry and art on the opposite side of philosophy. In his metaphysics of binary relations, art is nothing more than a simple imitation of real life. In Plato’s “Republic“He forbids poets and artists from entering his ideal country. I think Plato’s negation of art stems from the innate infection and incendiaryness of art. At the same time, some Plato’s idea are outdated in modern conception. Some neoteric philosopher such as Nietzsche and modern philosopher such as Gilles Louis René Deleuze and Jacques Derrida think that Plato’s argument of “illusion” is “Achilles Heel” which the weakness of him.
Aristotle’s Poetics
Compare to Plato’s aesthetic, Aristotle didn’t over stress the relationship between truth and illusion. But focus on the real feeling that art brings to people. He thinks that art should not be assessed by morality. What really matters is the relationships, understanding, interaction, emotions and feelings that art brings. Like Aristotle, he believed that the origin of art was imitation. But he doesn’t think art is false, or lower than reality. Aristotle thinks In poetry and tragedy, we will encounter a variety of ideas: the goal of choice, success and failure, honor and suffering, good at evil, sin and innocence. Aristotle valued the fictional nature of art. He believes that it is precisely because art is different from reality that people can appreciate the lack of attraction and pain in reality. According to Aristotle’s aesthetic concept, his “cathartic” concept was formed. It provided the foundation for ancient Greek drama.
The difference between Plato’s idea and Aristotle’s idea
Both Aristotle and Plato believed that art came from ” Mimesis.” But their attitude towards virtual is different. Plato’s attitude to virtualision is negative and immoral. Aristotle, on the other hand, believed that art should not be ethically audited. What matters is the message and emotion that art conveys. I agree with Aristotle. In today’s art iteration, Aristotle’s idea is still essential to art conception.
Through a day of experimentation, we found a lot of problems in various formats that we didn’t expect, and we thought of several solutions to those problems. First, enhance the standards of subsequent interviews with actors to ensure that actors can meet our requirements. Second, send the script to the actors in advance, and remind the actors to back the lines in advance, to ensure that the shooting day can be directly filmed.
The process of shooting film gives a great space to grow. In both technically and maturity of expression aspects. I use film to express myself at the first place. And I gradually understand the responsibility of an artist. I realize an essence factor of expression is “Make sound for the soundless.”
“The art of true living in this world is more like a wrestler’s, than a dancer’s practice. For in this they both agree, to teach a man whatsoever falls upon him, that he may be ready for it, and that nothing may cast him down.”
“When I was “nomads”, I imagined myself as a small fish in the deep sea, small and insignificant. I swam with tens of millions of fish. Whales may need to eat tens of thousands of them to feel full. I swim in the deep sea, the water crosses the body, I do not have a strong viability, I cannot predict my next second death. I’m swimming, I’m enjoying life. I am happy because of every operation of my organs, and I feel value because my blood flows through my blood vessels. I didn’t do anything and Didn’t need to decorate me with any adjectives. I’m just alive. In that moment, I felt empowered. simple, insignificant, living force. Many people feel the need to do something to prove their vitality, and to do something to inspire their vitality. Happiness, jealousy and superiority. But that moment I realized that vitality is life itself.
since then, during the project week. I finished my monologue in “A Man Names Carl”
You stare at me then I cry. In that moment. I realized I lost my ability to talk. And lost ability to love. A helpless infant visit my heart. A abyss dig a invisible hole. Anger failed on occupy. Red fade in the sea. I am alone. Escape every complication and My mind is part of your rejection. Lips blows smoke , let the cautions flow. I never been admitted. A slice of food, a dip of coke is enough. Roll a blunt , talk with bird . It’s not a greedy behaviour. Mail box is my harbor like. Massage entry the coast like a sudden remain. The massage from my boss, my taxes and my loaded rent. And sometimes , when the harbor no longer public. I wrote to myself . Jennie said she love to fantasized. Fantasized a sandwich when she not having a lunch. Fantasized give a shapeless coin to the homeless. Fantasized the blooming time of robber plant. At least last certainess. Love never a complicated thing for her or think about love is such a extra tensive . Vice versa.
I think “A man names Carl” is a qualified work. It tells the story of the monologue and some thoughts of the man Carl. This chapter focuses on Carl’s inner world and perceptions of emotion. Carl was the only one speaking, so we could see the way he was thinking. And Carl’s ambivalence and fragility. I like to create contradictory characters. I think reflection is contradictory in itself. Because reflection needs to create an opposite. In “A man names Carl”, we can see the opposite of Carl very clearly. There were no other characters in the play, they only appeared in Carl’s narrative. Jannie, the people back there, John and Becky. They are all characters of Carl’s narrative. Their presence also highlights the conflict of Carl’s individuals.
There is a introduction at the beginning of “A man names Carl”. Carl is analyzing himself. Like a shine stripper. He is not a brave man, and in the real world there are few people who dare to be mental naked. Take an example. If a person is at home, he can choose not to wear clothes. When a person deliberately creates a “home” to tell others that he can choose to not wearing clothes, this is contemporary art. That’s what I think of “A man names Carl.”
Convention
I will give an advance on my convention skill. I used many monologues and create both outside communicate and inside reflect of one character. It’s immersive and logically. Let me select a part of my play as example. “Hi. Jennie. It was a long silent. I can even hear conversation from another table. Something Poland, something dog keeping. That’s all I can hear. I am not a needy person, I just sometime feeling lonely. Do you smoke cigar. I would like try some but, but meet with Jennie doesn’t my expectation.” In this plot, I used fluency and attractive monologue to build up my character. And communicate with audiences straight forwardly.
Argument
I will give an advance on my argument skill. As you can see. There are few short stories and metaphors narrated by the main character. It reflects some character’s philosophy and ask some essential question in a witty way. There is an evidence “Its kind reflected my philosophy on being an asshole. There is thing on May 6th in a southern town, there are two people Becky and John are sitting in a dining hall. The dining hall is playing folk music, John loves folk music. He also loves money, sex, rom cola and flirting with waitress. He has job in a long-distance bus company. put in the other way. He works for his uncle. He never been to a big city. In this modern society, we called people like him a red neck. A kind of people who lower than middle class, Intellectuals, hooker in NYC, hippie, but higher than a waitress working in a little town dining hall. Unfortunately, Becky is that kind of person. She used to fall in love with john, but john is an asshole. Although he insisted on donating blood for free. But still an asshole.”
Organization
The organization of this play is proficient and tight. The show got it own temple. It have the characteristic pattern. It can mobilize the mood of the audience. Which time people might laugh, which time people might be silent. They are all been designed.
Reflection
My main philosophy of the show “A man names Carl” is reflection. A man’s reflection on himself and his experience. Some are blue, some are black. Some are sweet and some are bitter. It’s all part of him. The biggest question of Carl is should he live without that or to embrace them. Its creative experience is not so easy. After a lot of rewriting and overthrowing and receive some feed back from my classmates and people close to me. It edit to the present version. Hope you enjoy it.
I think a very crucial part of my creating is tenderness.
When I was “nomads”, I imagined myself as a small fish in the deep sea, small and insignificant. I swam with tens of millions of fish Whales may need to eat tens of thousands of them to feel full. I swim in the deep sea, the water crosses the body, I do not have a strong viability, I cannot predict my next second death. I’m swimming, I’m enjoying life. I am happy because of every operation of my organs, and I feel value because my blood flows through my blood vessels. I didn’t do anything and no need to decorate me with any adjectives. I’m just alive. In that moment, I felt empowered. simple, insignificant, living force. Many people feel the need to do something to prove their vitality, and to do something to inspire their vitality. Happiness, jealousy and superiority. But that moment I realized that vitality is life itself.” It takes me time to find the entire of life. Toward suffer in romantic. Growth and reflect my teenage year.
I decide to express myself in the first place. And the use of media is my first lesson. I began to make film by my own. satisfy at the same time torture myself.
I never been admitted. To be honestly, I don’t enjoy it. Just like i don’t enjoy the feeling of being needed. Flowers were for pansies and Charlie Chaplin was a fake. It doesn’t mean I am a Cynics. I know nothing about Cynic. Let me share you a one little thing about my philosophy to life. People have shadows, and they can never get rid of it. It will wind you for your whole life. Every time you take subway or go upstairs. It will stuck with you. Every important moment in your life, marriage, having child, even death. It still here. And the only way to leave those shadows is never met the light. listen, I am not a strict Vegetarian. I am not that well educated. I don’t care about the environmental issues. I’m not a Marxist, and not a capitalist , either. I barely understand a word from politicians. I don’t read Nietzsche. I am not buying the sort of idea like” god is dead”, because it never exists. I am not an anti-Christian. I am not an anarchist. I don’t listen to those 70s punk trash. I am just…I am a free man
(subway sound ; food step; woman’s laugh and door locks sound)
Yesterday, I decide to meet a unique person. My ex. I said the word unique doesn’t mean she is unique to me. But the time with her is memorable. It might be because of the smell in the air or the sweats of joggers. We used to go to park a lot, and it is nothing about her. Although she did influence me a bit, my taste of cigarettes and those healthy and nauseous oat milk. One more shadow isn’t it. Anyway, Jannie and I decide to meet in café shop. Forgot to say, her name is Jannie. She is beautiful and strict to everything. She is kind of woman who is mad all the time no mater she is in her period or not. I know she hates it. But I think she is overreacting. Our casual meet is at 10 o clock. I came there at 10:02. Not too early and not that punctual. Perfect timing. Me and Jennie haven’t seen each other for a year after we broke up. It’s a healthy relationship. Just like any other relationship. I met Jannie and we had some casual chat. Nothing special.
(crowd sound light change)
Hi. Jennie. It was a long silence. I can even hear the conversation from another table. Something Poland, something dog keeping. That’s all I can hear. I am not a needy person. I just sometime feel lonely. Do you smoke cigar? I would like try some but, but meeting with Jennie is beyond my expectation. I am sinker. I rather live in the memories. I can’t look at Jannie. Its bit awkward. And I am supposed to forget those memories. Let me claim that I don’t love Jennie anymore. I don’t enjoy the situation like this. I am not kind of person living in the present. I just sink to the past,
(people talking sound)
People besides me are too loud. it’s annoying. I don’t pay a lot of attention to what Jannie is saying. nothing matters anyway. All I can hear is something Poland; something dog keeping; something marriage. Something move to another country. Oh, there is a thing. Well, I am not an intellectual but I am quite intellectual. People back there keep talking. They make me unable to think. I couldn’t stop them. Hey , shut up. I say that without a please. It makes me feel better. Jannie looks at me. And smell at me. I know what she is thinking. What a cocky, ego-centered, adolescent asshole. Speaking of asshole, I want to share a little about asshole. It kind reflects my philosophy on being an asshole. There is thing: on May 6th, in a southern town, there are two people–Becky and John–sitting in a dining hall. The dining hall is playing folk music, John loves folk music. He also loves money, sex, rum cola and flirting with waitress. He has job in a long-distance bus company. To put in the other way, He works for his uncle. He has never been to a big city. In this modern society, we call people like him a redneck. A kind of people who is lower than the middle class, Intellectuals, hooker in NYC, hippie, but higher than a waitress working in a little town dining hall. Unfortunately, Becky is that kind of person. She used to fall in love with john, but john is an asshole. Although he insisted on donating blood for free, still an asshole. See, I can never change the fact that Jannie hates me, although it is a healthy relationship. No matter what she does, all can I think about Jannie is a strict mean well educated homo-sapien. To her, no matter what I do, I am still an cocky, egocentered ,adolescent, king kong man or voodoo man. It makes me sad.
Watching Phoebe Waller-Bridge, as the lead character of “Fleabag,” trying to resist saying something bitingly perceptive, inappropriately funny and completely unexpected is a study of comic expansiveness. And when she can’t contain herself a second longer, she lets loose with a zinger that spares no one — not even, and perhaps especially, herself.
“Is that a joke?” a potentially offended man asks her after she says something wildly disturbing.
After a moment of deep consideration, she responds sincerely, “I don’t know.” And though audiences will laugh uproariously, they may not be so sure either.
In this sharply-told nugget of a play, this unfiltered, sexually obsessed and profane character brilliantly reveals the thin divide between the comedy of lashing out and self-deprecation — and the pain, sadness and introspection that hide within.
I think “A man names Carl” is a qualified work. It tells the story of the monologue and some thoughts of the man Carl. This chapter focuses on Carl’s inner world and perceptions of emotion. Carl was the only one speaking, so we could see the way he was thinking. And Carl’s ambivalence and fragility. I like to create contradictory characters. I think reflection is contradictory in itself. Because reflection needs to create an opposite. In “A man names Carl”, we can see the opposite of Carl very clearly. There were no other characters in the play, they only appeared in Carl’s narrative. Jannie, the people back there, John and Becky. They are all characters of Carl’s narrative. Their presence also highlights the conflict of Carl’s individuals.
