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)
没有歌颂，没有恐慌，有的是崩溃、惊惶、无奈、愤怒……大光圈与大特写聚焦疫情之下人类个体的面部表情，声泪俱下，是社会边缘对政府的控诉。人与人之间发自真善的情感关怀，是help最真实的意义。淄博封控的第三天，再次感受新冠的真实面目，这次与真理更近了。
看的第一部和疫情直接有关的电影，在经历的这一两年难称为顺利的困苦中，听到演员们集体朗诵Sir Edward Dyer my mind to me a kingdom is, 边吃面条边流泪
没有歌颂，没有恐慌，有的是崩溃、惊惶、无奈、愤怒……大光圈与大特写聚焦疫情之下人类个体的面部表情，声泪俱下，是社会边缘对政府的控诉。人与人之间发自真善的情感关怀，是help最真实的意义。淄博封控的第三天，再次感受新冠的真实面目，这次与真理更近了。
导演从一开始就目的明确，以小见大。前面一切看似感人、柔软的剧情铺垫，甚至最后女主和托尼稍显尴尬的强行“私奔”，都是为了能在结尾借女主之口，对英国政府展开直接有力的控诉。当个体面对失序，绝望之下还能有所行动，往往意味着要“破坏”某些陈腐的规则，女主的操作略显冲动，却令人佩服。本片确实是现如今疫情下极具批判反思精神的现实主义佳作。
几度热泪盈眶，是洪给世上最真诚最纯洁最热爱生命的人的礼物
One of the first wave (pun intended) of COVID-inspired drama. It highlights something well-known but starts from a small life-like scenario. The critical commentaries (esp. at the end) aren't always subtle, but they do show different philosophies and approaches to carework. Favoritism is bad as well as negligence, though one leads to more suffering
大概有三场戏比较好，对比挺浅显的，其它没什么了。我觉察出一种对使用工具的脆弱的温情，这也许就是文化人的爱吧，宛如萌宠vlog。
看的第一部真正值得被记住的新冠病毒叙事片。整部电影都处在一种极其不稳定的震颤和摇晃的情感状态中，新冠病毒让养老院这个内部小环境迅速坍塌崩溃，人性在其中勉强艰难痛苦地支撑，体制加深了绝望中的绝望。频繁出现的失焦镜头直指了大量长期缺位的情感和品行，在荒郊的草坪上，歌声轻轻漫漫，痛苦的反弹尤为有力与浪漫
洪常秀的电影里也抽起了电子烟。老洪没有夸金敏喜漂亮，夸起她心地纯洁了，嗯他还爱着她。
真实生活与虚构影像的互文，是洪常秀写给金敏喜的情书。那份别扭又温情的交往，还真是打动人心。
8.5➕
你看得到，但你得不到，你能感受到，但你仅仅只能感受到，洪尚秀的电影，愈来愈偏向他心里那个自卑的小人儿了。
浪漫至极的电影，结局那些画面看哭我，真美好啊。
第一部关于c-19+AD的电影，Sarah的表演惊叹！那段长镜头，黑暗中亮起的那束光，只有你一个人。你听够了TA们的敷衍，受够了TA们的虚伪，根本没有人会来，只能等死，没有急救车，FK，而这些人连成为一个数字的资格都没有，就这么死去了。无助绝望无能为力。
可以看作洪尚秀对电影本体论的当代挑战：人均创作者的时代，要不要重新定义电影？如何重新定义电影？这部“电影”根本是90分钟的vlog，应该送到戛纳那个不明所以的“线上短片单元”参展。影片提出的问题是有意义的，本身也不算难看，但洪尚秀你拍了几十年电影了？只能拿出这种影像叩问电影的根基，未免太愚弄电影这东西了吧？p.s. 洪尚秀的电影越来越惹人厌和一些浅薄的观众（无论正面还是负面评价）很有关系
最后的金敏喜美得发颤。看着她手里拿着野花，唱着歌，无邪地笑着，全片都没有背景音乐，这时恰到好处地响起，突然热泪盈眶。
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欧美防疫一塌糊涂，但电影层面人家确实拍的好，至少这样的题材很少追求高大全，永远落在个人的故事上。两个主演真的是演技炸裂，看得有点心酸
如果自嘲的幽默感和一段奢侈的屠狗vlog可以抚平现阶段洪尚秀带给我的伤害…… 看来不能。金敏喜很美，洪尚秀也开始自洽，结构也有亮点，似乎一切都恰到好处，但实在难动人。
导演 “Vlog”拍完啦 他们的社交真的完完全全韩国社会的拐弯抹角说话方式 尴尬就笑 十句里八九句都在互夸 害 但当自己在用韩语说话也会不知不觉以该标准的方式来对话
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