Blogs/ Director’s Statement of Youth
By Gengjun, published on 13 Jun 2019
The horses are drawn by the lorry while some youths are still in the street.
Liu Jincai committed suicide by taking the pesticide. He said: "There are lots of things I haven't done yet", when he was dying.
Wang Guoqing had himself hurt badly for the sake of friendship and died in the hospital.
Gao Tieying lost his guts once he lost his money. Not until he earns the money that he is courageous enough to see the girl he has a crush on.
Liu Jinbao, Liu Jincai's brother, misses his dead brother occasionally, but he treasures his own life even more. Because he knows that he will have nothing once he dies.
The movie consists of three episodes which all end up with tragic accidents but proceed in a comedic way. This is a tragicomedy with daily life's texture. I'm trying to present their living condition and personal desires in a black humor way.
China, nowadays. In my hometown, Hegang, in Heilongjiang Province, some people are flooding out to other provinces because of laid-offs by factories or dangers in the mines. But others stay there because of their affection of family or lack of couragement facing the strange outside world, repeating their routine life day by day.
Stepping into the 21st century, the wheels of time keeps moving forward. The stories in the Youth happened between 2001 and 2003.
These youths, who live in the era across the century, were either hurt or dead for love, friendship, or money. I believe that every single life has its own pressure and choices under its destiny, which makes me people feel helpless. The characters in the movie are not fictitious, but my acquaintaces who don't know each other in the real life. I put them all together through the similarity of their experiences, which is so dramatic. I think that reality is way more absurd and ridiculous than fiction. A lot of youths are still seeking money, friendship, or love without much concerns, while some others are aging with more and more numbness and fewer and fewer self-reflection, until they are not youths any more.
Human beings just like grass and plants, wither when it turns into autumn and winter, but grow again when the next spring arrives.
It's hard to see horse in the streets any more, but youths are getting more and more.