Age of Clowns

Gotham Theater, entrance.

Night is gradually falling, but the high-spirited crowd still surrounds the entrance of the Gotham Theater and has not dispersed for a long time. The demonstrators wear various masks, calling for the arrival of the clown and venting their hatred for the rich. dissatisfied.

The rickety Arthur was already walking among the crowd. He looked at the noisy and crazy demonstrators, and felt an inexplicable joy in his heart. People raised their arms and swore angrily. Seeing this scene, Arthur's left hand trembled. He lifted it up with a bright smile on his face.

"Down with Wayne! Down with Wayne!"

A man in a clown mask at the front waved his fist angrily. He punched the policeman standing in front of him fiercely on the head. The policemen were enraged and took out their batons from their waists. , waving and looking at the demonstrators in the crowd.

As if a fuse was lit, crowds from both sides gathered together. The demonstrators angrily rushed toward the police, and the situation became even more chaotic.

Arthur looked at the scene in front of him in fascination. Every cell in his body was cheering for joy. An inexplicable sense of existence came to his heart. Arthur was already the spirit of this movement.

After a while, Arthur stepped over the unattended guardrail and left the farce with a smile. He had more important things to do.

Arthur walked twice in the deep alley, then cautiously walked to the utility room next to the Gotham Theater. Looking at the wooden door in front of him, Arthur squatted down, picked up a stubborn stone on the ground, and looked at it fiercely. Arthur's face turned red as he hit the iron lock on the wooden door. With a sharp shattering sound, the worn-out door lock fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Arthur gently pushed open the wooden door. There were piles of messy clutter and dusty items inside. Arthur stepped forward and carefully inspected the clutter, and picked out a slightly old item. Red waiter outfit with a matching hat.

Facing the mirror in the utility room, Arthur carefully put on the red waiter's costume. Looking at himself in front of the mirror, Arthur straightened his back and became more energetic.

Looking at the employee passage on the side, Arthur slowly walked into the dimly lit passage. The smell of perfume in the air floated on the tip of Arthur's nose. What fell to the ground and shone was the gold powder applied on the bare shoulders of modern girls. .

At this moment, the front suddenly opened up, and the dim passage became brighter.Arthur was suddenly exposed in the open space, as if golden lights were shining from all directions.

The panoramic view appeared in front of Arthur's eyes, and the air of glitz came to his face.The tall and surrounding columns are like the giant beasts that towered over the ancient city of the Roman Empire, but they were painted a gorgeous dark golden red with bright colors.Above the dome-shaped ceiling, giant crystal chandeliers one after another dispersed the shadows all around. The lights flickered and illuminated the golden dome, and Homer's epic pictures and texts were painted on the four walls. painting.

There seemed to be two worlds inside and outside the door. What came from outside the door was the noise of the demonstrators, the painful and struggling life of destruction, and the cold and cold life of not having enough to eat.

Inside the door is the extravagance and corruption of the capitalists, the prosperous and beautiful life, and the warm and sunny life with no worries about food and clothing.

Arthur had never seen such a beautiful and extravagant scene, and it was a majestic mountain that he had never seen in his life.

A red mandala-patterned wool carpet was spread on the steps. Arthur felt that the foot beneath his feet was as soft as a Simmons mattress at home.

Climb slowly up the steps.Looking at the tall wooden door painted with classical patterns in front of him, Arthur gently pushed the giant door open, and bursts of laughter came from inside.

A brilliant white light shines on the screen from a tall building, and an epoch-making master comedy plays on the screen.

There is a clip at the beginning of the film. The first shot is of many sheep rushing to squeeze out of the sheep pen, and then it cuts to a shot of many workers crowded out of the factory after get off work.

Seeing this, Arthur thought of himself. It was the scene of Arthur walking in and out of the subway station with thousands of people on his way to get off work every day.

Those two shots at the beginning of Modern Times have every reason to be the greatest and most classic montage in film history.

As Dickens said, it was the best of times and the worst of times. (This is our childhood, a tribute to Director Guo.)

The red velvet seats were filled with many successful people from Gotham. They wore black customized suits, shiny Italian leather shoes, oiled hair that could be used as a mirror, and a bra on their chests. Bright red roses.

They only enjoy the funny and interesting scenes in the movies, but they have never seen the struggling and painful lives of the people at the bottom. Those so-called successful people have enjoyed the best economy, education, and food and clothing in the world since they were born. Never have to worry about three meals a day.

They just need to enjoy their lives and develop their talents as much as possible. They have enough time and financial support to explore and achieve.