Maybe it's the reason for the restlessness of adolescence. I really watched this film with gritted teeth, and I didn't feel anything after that. It felt like I drank a glass of white water.
A few years later, I suddenly remembered that I had seen this movie one day, and suddenly wanted to watch it again, so I turned it out and watched it again.
It felt completely different the second time around, which was weird.
It seems that I understand a lot of things I didn't understand before, and almost every detail tells me something, maybe this is growing up.
Years later, the plot of the movie has been blurred, and I only vaguely remember the scene where the hero huddles in the corner of the ward. Occasionally, it hurts my heart, and Nicolas Cage's melancholy and sad eyes cannot be forgotten.
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