I've only met Matt Dillon now, the man I'm locked out of.
Satan's demon-like existence, eccentric perverted murderer, with no trace of waves on his face, his understanding of the world has already surpassed religion, art and human nature. Under the aesthetics of bloody violence, what he often sees is not those innocent lives. Rather, it analyzes the ultimate romantic philosophy that transcends religion from every event and every level.
The cheap woman Uma Thurman finally died of the red jack in her hand, which also provoked Jack the Ripper's murderous desire; the stupid woman who doubled her pension was stuffed into a sack and dragged her face all the way. , the blood was spilled on the ground but was washed by a heavy rain; hunted his own children and wife, and put them neatly with fifty crows, which must be from juvenile to adult, this is the hunt that Jack follows Rules; cut off the two breasts of the only beautiful girl who made his heart flutter, one sticks to the windshield of the roadside car, which is a arrogant declaration of war and clamor for society, and the other has been used as his personal purse to carry around, Is it just that he doesn't want to waste it? The last wave chose living people. The black soldiers who had been soldiers got a period of survival because the bullets required all-alloy bullets. Jack wanted to try a bullet to pass through the temples of five or six people at the same time, these people symbolized the race.
The dialogue-style question and answer between the two men in low voices is an interrogation of Satan demons and an exploration of the ultimate romantic philosophy. The house that Jack had been building was repeatedly destroyed, and it was finally discovered that it was not the building material that was the problem, but his own. Jack said about the difference between an engineer and an architect, one is a creator and the other is an executor, and people always confuse them, which is an indictment of his mental eccentricity to society. Viggy finally showed up and took him to Elysium, and found that the so-called Elysium was nothing more than a sickle mowing grass in the dim sunlight, and he wept for the first time. Jack, like most demons, chose to make his final struggle on the stone wall of the broken bridge in hell, although we all long to see what the exit of hell is like, but no one can lead it. On the way, the devil is destined to go to hell, forever.
The whole film is a work of art, interspersed with a pianist's playing process, world-famous soy sauce-colored oil paintings in different styles, documentary footage, and an impeccable soundtrack.
I will want to learn to kill like Jack on lonely nights, I will hold my breath and sweat at times when I feel helpless, I will sigh with emotion but feel refreshed because of some actions, I will also imagine if How would I, the wife of Satan, think about such a murderous demon falling in love with myself, starting a family, and having a life.
I made this room,
This man is my love,
I killed this man.
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