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Elizabeth 2023-09-26 17:33:19
In a hopeless future, the world is like a huge ruin, with desolation and gloom as far as the eye can see. The film was utterly hopeless for a long time. The sad background music brings endless depression, only the father-son relationship in the film is the only authoritative movie that makes people feel tender...
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Kamryn 2023-08-21 07:42:06
Real doomsday scene, touching father-son relationship, very...
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Rowland 2023-08-16 07:33:55
A lot of life and death...
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Talon 2023-07-27 09:06:26
Looking at it again this year is not as desperate as that year, every character is worth watching...
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Edna 2023-07-22 13:47:32
I didn't finish it, hope I can find a chance to end...
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Colin 2023-07-08 18:47:38
I burst into tears, thinking of my dad's love for me, thinking of my dependence on my dad, and when my son was crying on his dad's body, I felt the same way and burst into...
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Emiliano 2023-06-08 02:15:11
Regardless of the novel itself, the movie itself or the performance of the actors, they are much stronger than the old and nowhere to be found that...
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Grayson 2023-05-05 11:30:56
All scary movies, all down one...
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Jarret 2023-03-08 10:58:30
Until the end, my fear and anxiety disappeared a...
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Braulio 2023-02-23 08:02:33
Yep. . . buried in this...
The Road Comments
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Violette 2022-04-21 09:01:36
Three questions raised by the film and a brooding ending
The content of this film is actually very simple, the characters are also very simple, and they don't even have a name. And there is no branch content, the whole film revolves around the title "The Road". It is not so much a disaster film of doomsday survival, but more of a literary film that...
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Trycia 2022-04-19 09:01:35
If one day, we have to go on the road
If one day, we're going to hit the road too, what will you bring?
Lighter, scissors, knives, warm clothes, shoes, a book, a notebook, a pen, a jar that can be kept in an airtight container with the little food left.
That's all I can think of in order to travel light.
Well, for the rest, look at all...
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The Man: The clocks stopped at one seventeen. There was a long shear of bright light, then a series of low concussions. I think it's October but I can't be sure. I haven't kept a calender for years. Each day is more gray than the one before. It is cold and growing colder as the world slowly dies. No animals have survived, and all the crops are long gone. Someday all the trees in the world will fall. The roads are peopled by refugees towing carts, and gangs carrying weapons, looking for fuel and food.
The Man: Within a year there were fires on the ridges and deranged chanting. There has been cannibalism. Cannibalism is the great fear. Mostly I worry about food, always food. Food and the cold and our shoes. Sometimes I tell the boy old stories of courage and justice, difficult as they are to remember. All I know is the child is my warrant, and if he is not the word of God, then God never spoke.
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Wife: My heart was ripped out of me the night he was born.
