Film: “Beijing from Dawn till Dusk”

Our acquaintance in Beijing is an older ailing woman, the owner of a three-wheeled taxi who transports her clients throughout the day in this huge city. She lives with her husband in a neat flat, in a poor neighbourhood, however, as she claims, ’’she feels fulfilled’’: she is the head of family, has brought up children and a few years ago a party gave a motorbike to this disabled woman! Talking about her own life with a bit of homesickness she refers to old revolutionary times when money was not so all-powerful as nowadays. We see Beijing during its political and economic breakthrough. The guard shift on the Tienanmen Square takes place under the huge Mao’s portrait but the crowd observing this celebration resembles some carefree tourists taking the photos of an exotic relic of the past. On the citizenship education class the students discuss the best political philosophy – they argue about the differences between Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. On the other hand, walking through the city, we bump into a group of pedestrians enthusiastically singing the songs from the war communism. They sing about a bloody revenge on the revolution enemies, standing by an enormous building of the commercial bank. In the film there are similar paradoxes more and they create an interesting twinkling image far from unambiguousness.