If I clicked on this movie without reading the introduction, I would really think that this is a mid-life crisis movie. After reading the introduction, my expectation for this movie was a bloody massacre, but there are too many however.
The eloquent conversation between the male pig's feet and the male colleague won my heart. I don't know if everyone who has been depressed by work to the point of depression feels the same way. But all the brilliance begins when the boy's feet are cleanly swept out the door, and that throbbing brain image announces that his time is running out. Although this uncle is not as charming as Uncle Renault, although this loli is not as melancholy and moving as that loli, they are not in a pure relationship, they have helped us reflect too much, and they have said a lot about us What they wanted to say to themselves, they followed their own hearts, and perhaps the ultimate relief was a bit of a pity, but it was at least an acceptable relief, wasn't it?
If the male pig's feet hadn't been fired, if the quack doctor hadn't got the EEG wrong, wouldn't they have met? Will they continue to be obedient to themselves, to keep compromising on themselves?
I feel like I'm letting go of a frank who is waiting to be dismissed or misdiagnosed. . . . . . . . . .

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