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Darion 2022-03-28 09:01:14
The victory of YY spirit in the literary and art circles
A seemingly cool black man passed a matchbox among a circle of literary and artistic young people. From big cities to small cities, to small towns, to the countryside. Use the power of your imagination to get into the core of the enemy fort and kill the realist boss representing violence and money...
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Helmer 2022-03-27 09:01:23
The synthesis of Hollywood scripts begins.
Now think that Jarmusch's control limit is also a very, very literal Hollywood script. The final outcome is to solve all the bad guys in order. Since it is called the control limit, then these bad guys are the people who affect his self-control. Yes, it looked like those people in front were even...
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Felipe 2022-03-31 09:01:09
And I suppose you believe that by eliminating me, you will eliminate control over some fucking artificial reality. Not a murderer who uses strings to kill "politicians" who claim that arts such as music and movies are poison? Use green matches and double espresso to express the minimal and complex language of the lens.
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Chadrick 2022-03-26 09:01:15
Is Jarmusch quite fond of making such multilingual films? A comic black man, two cups of coffee waiting, some guys with sunglasses, red and green matchbox messaging, and a Bill Murray destined to be killed by thoughts, BM's cameo in Zombieland is not bad. The red and green matchboxes are actually the same as the two pills in The Matrix. This movie made me feel pretty stupid.
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Mexican: The old men in my village used to say, "Everything changes by the colour of the glass you see it through." Nothing is true. Everything is imagined. Do you know these reflections? For me sometimes the reflection is far more present than the thing being reflected.
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[last lines]
American: What is your fucking agenda here?
[pause]
American: You people don't understand a fucking thing about how the world really works.
Lone Man: I understand. But I understand subjectively.
American: That's fucking nonsense. Your sick minds have been polluted with crap. Your music, movies, science. Fucking bohemians on hallucinogenic drugs. All that shit has poisoned you. And it has nothing to do with the real world. And I suppose you believe that by eliminating me, you will eliminate control over some fucking artificial reality.
Lone Man: Reality is arbitrary.
American: Fuck you.
