Although this is the subject of a documentary, the director uses a suspenseful rhythm to find an artist who seems to have disappeared from life. The greater significance of the film is to explore a more beautiful attitude to life than art, low-key, calm, thought and situation irrelevant. Regardless of downfall or shining, the soul is always pure and always allows himself to live in the highest spiritual space. His easy art comes from ordinary life, and he has made ordinary life the most beautiful art.
However, there is such a person in the world. He has the name of Jesus, and his talent has convinced all professionals. His songs are sung by hundreds of thousands of people on the other side of the earth. He is the spirit of a musician of the era in South Africa. A mentor, but he was unknown in his hometown for 30 years. Even if he finally transformed into a gorgeous one, he still left the crystal shoes, evening dress and pumpkin carriage to his family and friends. Those sensational music in South Africa was his blood when he was young, and it has been wiped out after 20 years. But after watching the entire movie, I realized that I had a wrong idea at the beginning. I thought he was rebellious and aloft, a figure close to the sky and soul. In fact, Rodriguez belonged to the land, shy and polite.
So, he is so legendary, and so calm, he makes people cry, and gives people strength. "To man without self, god and man without merit, saint is without name", the legendary life and de-legendary expression, let music finally return to its original greatness. Tears filled my eyes after watching. Music is not dead, dreams are not dead.
At the end of the film, Rodriguez walks alone on the old streets of Detroit with a guitar on his back. The scenery around him is constantly changing, time is constantly passing by, and he always walks silently, accompanied by his music. He played and sang in front of the snowy window in the home where he lived in Detroit for 40 years. This is the epitome of his life. The poet walking in the city wanders with freedom, dreams and beliefs in his heart. I feel like I really know this person and I feel respected.
I want to say, this is an incredible story! Especially when Rodriguez was still alive, and later he held a concert in South Africa, I suddenly felt that this was probably the so-called "miracle"! For Rodriguez, he was initially regarded as an unscrupulous genius of Van Gogh's premature death. Then the camera was taken from Detroit, South Africa, and finally saw the rather old man in the window of the old house-disappointed. He is like any mediocre person.
In the end, Rodriguez told us what possibilities are. The legend in the eyes of others is just a choice of his own. Those sufferings, pains, troubles, and doubts were turned into beautiful things by him. It all depends on your choice. While feeling the miracle of fate, I admire Rod's attitude towards life even more, the attitude of respecting life no matter how his dreams are hit by reality, no matter what difficulties he struggles with in life, he is not discouraged. At the end of the film, he himself appeared, strolling on the snow-covered road, with songs that have been gone for many years, and feeling the winter sun in Detroit. I suddenly felt a hopeful peace.
