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Tyreek 2022-04-22 07:01:02
where is the east
I heard that the American version of Infernal Affairs won many Oscar awards, so I had to watch it. After watching it, I am really proud of the Hong Kong version.
The Hong Kong version is full of tension from beginning to end. Tony Leung and Andy Lau are masters of killing people with their eyes.... -
Fredrick 2022-01-25 08:01:20
It’s just a cultural difference...
Many comments about this film are arguing, and in the end it is usually a sentence of radish and greens. The main point is actually here. Although the overall quality of the film has a relatively objective standard, it is undeniable that the audience is their own favorite style. This preference has...
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Adolphus 2022-03-22 09:01:05
Although it is a remake, the production, plot development, and scene scheduling are better than the Hong Kong version, but in contrast, the Hong Kong version’s "one and a half hour" problem-solving excitement + fluency is lost, but Scorsese Sri Lanka's handling is still considered to be excellent, full of native American flavor. In terms of roles, Nicholson and Matt Damon interpret very well, but Tony Leung has been difficult to surpass, but in any case, the police undercover is a distressing role.
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Gerson 2021-10-20 18:58:25
The only thing that attracts me is the plot of the Hong Kong version, the old Nicholson is so contrived. Watching the full movie has increased my understanding of the use of F-word, the inexplicable BT sex, I don’t know whether to say that Lao Ni is good or not good for the old. I still like the Hong Kong version full of affection.
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