【影析】15.Million.Merits
———————— 习惯麻痹思维只因身在其中

讽刺大众文化操控权，
我们的喜好并非真正我们所追求，
而是被广告告知我们需要什么。。。
（广告明星的美丽其实与广告产品无关，
你看广告中的人的惬意，那是伪使更多的人消费购买。。）
先入为主的印象，反复到吐的厌恶，
让你一旦有丝毫想买就立刻想起它的广告，
广告中粉饰太平般的虚假"美好"。。
我们停止了费神的思考，思考 最初 什么才是满足我们真正需求的！
选择交由广告来决定.....
我们的追求也由广告说的比较来引导，
失去自我本来标准，追求同化的浮华特性。。


——————麻痹思想—————————————
渐渐地你忘却追求，
忘记思考，惰性让你满足于
接受别人为你安排的浮华迷醉。。
我们的追求**控，被麻痹。。
沉寂其中。。
你不用再思考，不用再在意外界的一切..
哪怕阳光普照，哪怕五雷轰顶在即。。。
（始终觉得现在流行许多NC爱情片中
把爱情放大到视为一切，也是一种对青少年的洗脑教化，
使他们只安于情爱，缺乏思考人生真正想追求的!
不再过多关注政治不合理，变得易于控制。。
从而成为稳固政权的手段之一）
我们乐在其中，乐不思蜀!!!


人类是群畜..
为眼前利益高兴地盲目造假，
却乐在其中丝毫不知自己正走向 覆灭 之道，
不正如中国层出不穷的各色食品添加剂么？
三个评委。。。。傀儡....
不知自己的悲哀，
依然为上一层献出自己的全部，
换来一些对虚假的感受。。
中层中的人 ——
若没这群“中流砥柱”怎可能发展至如此。。。


做出这种选择的不正是出于人类本性。。。
人性恰恰才是导致事情能如此发展的内因。
这里提出一个问题：
讽刺现代高科技工业文明所创造出得价值是否有意义？
以及由此的 价值观 。。。。
我们早已分不清真假，我们接触到的都是“高仿品”..........................


只产生类似并且长久产生的感受，可源自并非真实实物！
这种追求到底将带来什么？
食品 添 加 剂的产生不正是如此？对味觉的追求。。
还有
《黑客帝国》的隐喻。。来自人类对虚拟世界的恐慌。。。
虚拟世界过多地占据我们的心灵，
不正像精神hailuoyin一样，
让我们不能自拔沉寂其中，
来逃避外界的一切烦忧吗?


其实，虚假也算是另一种真实。。
质疑“高仿品”，但拟态的需求，五官感受的极致追求，
使之也是一种幸福感的创造之所；
它的确是满足了我们渴望稀少难求的真实后，
归而求次的感观享受，甚至可说是超出..
因为虚假有再创性，不像真实往往有生命期值的，
并且它可把真实中会带来的不好感观处从创的仿品中剔除。。。。


然而，
负面效果的影响也许是我们永远
无法预期的。。
我们难以把握我们创造出来东西的后果：
从环境上看，
化学有机添加剂富集..
电子辐射..基因污染...各种隐患。。。
更可怕地是文化冲击下
思维习惯。。。。
看完影片才知，
原来我们早已 身在其中........


大众文化被 媒 体 操 纵。。
选择 虚假。。遗忘了真实。。。
习惯 其中，盲目而不自知 的 ....
把一生都不知给了什么。。
在整个世界都如此的环境下，
即使你开始发现错误，不愿被同化，
想要改变，但...
最后还是败在自己的..手里。。。。
为另一层虚幻的东西所麻痹，
成为了上层人，变得.......
你还会记得当初你的目的？？


最喜欢男主最后
还是就那样接受。。为得到的利益而
出卖 自己对真实的追求。。。
同化于媒体在下。。。。
注意眼神的变化。。
最后通过 虚假屏幕 表现 自己
对渴望的自然
已感到满足。。。。。
那一幕。。我现在还 深刻记得 他的 表情！！
结尾银幕“鸟飞过森林”的涵义不正是
让人误以为
仿佛真是真实。。。
鸟与男主对照，
这片 虚拟 森林的中"自在"的飞鸟。。。。


Come on. //Got our attention, as requested. // What do you want to say?
Have you prepared a speech, // is that it? // Speak!
I haven't got a speech. I didn't // plan words. I didn't even try to...
I just knew I had to get here, to stand // here, and I wanted you to listen.
To really listen, not just pull // a face like you're listening, // like you do the rest of
the time.
A face that you're feeling // instead of processing.
You pull a face, and poke it towards // the stage,
and we lah-di-dah, // we sing and dance and tumble around.
And all you see up here, // it's not people,
you don't see people up here, // it's all fodder.
And the faker the fodder, // the more you love it,
because fake fodder's the only // thing that works any more.
It's all that we can stomach. // Actually, not quite all.
Real pain, real viciousness, // that, we can take.
Yeah, stick a fat man up a pole.
We laugh ourselves feral, // because we've earned the right,
we've done cell time // and he's slacking, the scum,
so ha-ha-ha at him!
Because we're so out of our minds // with desperation,
we don't know any better.
All we know is fake fodder // and buying shit.
That's how we speak to each other,
how we express ourselves, // is buying shit.
What, I have a dream?
The peak of our dreams is a new app // for our Dopple, it doesn't exist!
It's not even there!
We buy shit that's not even there.
Show us something real and free // and beautiful. You couldn't.
Yeah? It'd break us.
We're too numb for it.
I might as well choke.
It's only so much wonder // we can bear.
When you find any wonder whatsoever, // you dole it out in meagre portions.
Only then until it's // augmented, packaged, and
pumped through 10,000 // preassigned filters
till it's nothing more than // a meaningless series of lights,
while we ride day in day out, // going where?
Powering what?
All tiny cells and tiny screens // and bigger cells // and bigger screens and **** you!
**** you, // that's what it boils down to.
**** you for sitting there // and slowly making things worse.
**** you and your spotlight // and your sanctimonious faces.
**** you all for thinking // the one thing
I came close to never meant // anything.
For oozing around it and crushing it // into a bone, into a joke.
One more ugly joke // in a kingdom of millions.
**** you for happening.
**** you for me, for us, // for everyone.
**** you!
That was, without a doubt,
the most heartfelt thing // I've seen on this stage
since Hotshot began!
Brilliant! //You...
…
you're so articulating // something we all,
and I mean everyone in this hall,
something we all agree on.
Even though we may not comprehend // all of it.
I think I'm right in saying // we do feel it.
Even me.
I know you've got me down //as this creature.
You know, hey...
I get where you're coming from.
- I like your stuff.
- It's not stuff.
It's truth. Am I right?
Your truth, admittedly, // but truth nonetheless.
And you're right.
Authenticity is in woefully //short supply.
I'd like to hear you talk again.
How so?
The slot on one of my streams
where you can talk just like that.
I'd watch it.
It was such great passion.
He's a'right. //You're a little hot there, bud.
That throat cutting thing? //Neat gimmick.
What do you say?
30 minutes twice a week?
- Do it, do it, do it!
- Do it, do it, do it!
- Do it, do it, do it!
Go on, you bastard.！
Beats the bike.
- Do it, do it, do it!
- Do it, do it, do it!
Beats the bike.
Certainly does.
（我最爱这段话。。。。。）


他那段 演讲 说得多好！！！
可结果呢？
那本是要自杀，血淋淋的真实感受啊！！
却成了 可娱乐大众来获得利益的资本...娱乐节目。。
——爱死这点了！！就是 这处 悲哀 成全了此剧！！！——
同化到这一步。。。
这讽刺 人性 自身。。
我们最终还不就这样......坠落。。
不是为理想抗争，
而是自己为利益驱使 选择同流，
自甘堕落！！