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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 Compared with the Hong Kong version, it saves the outdated sections of infinite flashbacks + sensational soundtrack, and a headshot is clean and neat, but it has fallen behind in terms of rhythm control, character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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Lola 2022-01-25 08:01:20
It should be bigger than a pay-back.
This movie is right my type. Even people like me who do not fancy Honkong movie, after watching
, I started to feel that good scripts and good directors could happen anywhere.
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Enos 2022-03-16 09:01:01
Don't be the next one, be the best one~~
Fortunately, I was not a Hong Kong fan before.
In my opinion, the Hong Kong version has too many faults: the picture is too ostentatious and the performance is too straightforward, mainly about Andy Lau. The most unbearable thing is that the plot is too unintelligible: In the last part, Tony Leung...
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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.
