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Vivianne 2021-10-20 18:58:08
The lens is really old and spicy, and it is indeed better than the Hong Kong...
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Briana 2021-10-20 18:58:08
The localized adaptation was very successful and achieved the balance of commercial art. Compared with the Hong Kong version, it saves the outdated sections of infinite flashbacks + sensational soundtrack, and a headshot is clean and neat, but it has fallen behind in terms of rhythm control, character inner portrayal, and emotional substitution. The background explanation of the characters, the integration of the characters into the environment, and the hookup of the psychologist seriously...
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Geovany 2021-10-20 18:58:04
Parallel, cross-montage editing...
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Elfrieda 2021-10-20 18:58:01
There is something better than the...
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Nakia 2021-10-20 18:58:00
Not as good as the Hong Kong...
The Departed Comments
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Pascale 2022-04-20 09:01:03
What's the different?
After seeing a lot of post-viewing posts about the departed, the point of view is very simple. This movie remakes Hong Kong Infernal Affairs as "f**king shit". It seems that people who have watched this movie are more likely to say these two words. It's smooth, just like friends who read too much...
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Keegan 2022-04-23 07:01:03
Martin often falls short
Old Martin went the way of rambled on realistic novels and didn't pay much attention to the dramatic tension. No wonder Martin is attracted to the French, and Balzac has it. The background and characters of the Boston gangster can be found by any screenwriter in Hollywood. Suppose, there may be a...
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Madolyn: [to Colin] And I thought that I was the liar!
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Billy Costigan: [to the bartender] Cranberry juice.
Man Glassed in Bar: It's a natural diuretic. My girlfriend drinks it when she's got her period. What, do you got your period?
[Billy grabs an empty glass and smashes it onto the man's head. Mr. French grabs Billy throws him against the wall. Billy tries to go towards the man again and French holds him against the wall. Billy pushes French's hands away]
Billy Costigan: Get your fuckin' hands off me!
Mr. French: [calmly] Hey, hey, hey... do you know me?
Billy Costigan: No, no.
Mr. French: Well, I'm the guy that tells you there are guys you can hit and there's guys you can't. Now, that's not quite a guy you can't hit, but it's almost a guy you can't hit. So I'm gonna make a fuckin' ruling on this right now. You don't fuckin' hit him. You understand?
Billy Costigan: Yeah, excellent. Fine, fine, fine.
Mr. French: I fucking know you. I know your family. You make one more drug deal with that idiot fucking cop-magnet of a cousin of yours and I'll forget your grandmother was so nice to me. I'll cut your fucking nuts off. You understand that?
Billy Costigan: Yeah, yeah, I do.
Mr. French: What are you drinkin'?
Billy Costigan: [embarrassed] A cranberry juice.
Mr. French: What is it, your period?
[to the bartender]
Mr. French: Get him a... cranberry juice.
Mr. French: [to the man] Hey, fuckhead, that's Jackie's nephew.
Man Glassed in Bar: Oh.
Mr. French: What? "Oh" fuckin' what?
[punches the man four times in the face]
Mr. French: Get the fuck outta here.
