Platform (Chinese: 站台; pinyin: Zhàntái) is a 2000 Chinese film written and directed by Jia Zhangke. The film is named after a popular song about waiting at a railway platform.
It is set in and around the small city of Fenyang, Shanxi province, China, from the end of 1970s to the beginning of 1990s. Fenyang was also the birthplace of director Jia Zhangke. The film is called "an epic of grassroots".
It follows a group of twenty-something performers as they face personal and societal changes.
Dialogue is a mixture of local speech, mainly Jin Chinese and Mandarin.
The film was voted the second best film of the past decade by the Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF)'s Cinematheque, by more than 60 film experts (historians, archivists, etc.) from around the world. Another film by Jia Zhangke, Still life, was voted the third best film.Platform placed 32 on Slant Magazine's list of the 100 best films of the 2000s and was named as one of Sight & Sound’s films of the 2000s.
Woman, youre the finest woman I know
you keep me begging in a one sided show
Woman, youre the finest woman I know
dont keep me guessing, whether your love will show
You make me dizzy trying to read your mind
your so damn busy, I'm trying so hard, to get it together
Woman, youre the finest woman I know
you keep me begging in a one sided show
Woman, youre the finest woman I know
dont keep me guessing, whether your love will show
You make me dizzy, pretty thats so hard to find
your too damn busy, I’m trying so hard, to get it together
SOLO
You make me dizzy, trying to read your mind
youre so damn busy, I'm trying so hard, to get it together
Woman, you’re the finest woman I know
Woman, you’re the finest woman I know
Woman, you’re the finest woman I know
An entirely empty memory
Displays nothing of value
But you still hold on to your life
Like it's your little beloved animal
The secondhand being that you call life
Your face, familiar to millions
Exist in the realm of the digital
Is it possible for software to live?
You think you are free
You are a platform
A presence that could be
Something else is shifting
Fields of information don't hind anymore
Imaginary eyes beginn to shape
Your intelligence beginns to flaw
You know you are free
You're still a platform
Oh my God
Here I go again
Jumping off this platform
To another end
Oh my God
See me going deep
Won't You take these millstones
From around my feet
And it's a tragedy (I know)
This state I'm in
Why'd you choose me when you knew I wasn't tough enough
Why'd you send me when you knew I would run
Why'd you put me into places that I didn't want
Why'd you call me when you knew I'd hang up
Oh my God
Can You see through me?
Can Your pierce the darkness?
God Your charity
Is the only song that I cannot sing
Why'd you choose me when you knew I wasn't tough enough
Why'd you send me when you knew I would run
Why'd you put me into places that I didn't want
Why'd you call me when you knew I'd hang up
You hold me up
And pull me down
And twist me around in circles
And take me out
And put me back
Depending on the situation
Oooh
Oh my God
Can I feel your hand?
I need direction and
A place to land
Why'd you choose me when you knew I wasn't tough enough (why did you choose me)
Why'd you send me when you knew I would run (send me on)
Why'd you put me into places that I didn't want (why did you send me there?)
Why'd you call me when you knew I'd hang up
back and forth
prevailing upon me crushing
and pushing cruelty
wont conform to any fuckin'kinda norm
comply with the hate that is taught that is needed
to keep the machine alive and breathing on its own
but yet i'm here and i'm all alone
keep on, keep on
keep isolating me cracking and bending reality
for another me to fasten the norm
and all the hate you been breeding is now revealing
i know you want me bleeding but i am not feeding, no!
i'm not here to make you see
that all we had is gone
but i can take you to that platform
so we can get along
up and down and back and forth and back
and from left to the right to the hype
still persuading me crushing and pushing cruelty
they tend to strike a nerve
they cover me with the love that i deserve
past the point that i'm fully exhilerated
and i can't tell that i just fell into
something that is the worst to occur for
it's another catastrophe an absolute blasphemy
but i was never the one to trust you blind
you'll never get the p.t.p. to my mind, no!
i'm not here to make you see
that all we had is gone
but i can take you to that platform
so we can get along
back and forth
prevailing upon me crushing
and pushing cruelty
wont conform to any fuckin'kinda norm
comply with the hate that is taught that is needed
to keep the machine alive and breathing on its own
but yet i'm here
keep on, keep on
keep isolating me cracking and bending reality
for another me to fasten the norm
and all the hate you been breeding is now revealing
i know you want me bleeding but i am not feeding,
noooo!!! noooo!!! noooo!!! noooo!!!
this song is the platform, they want me to hang from