There is no beautification, softening, softening, and cold damage. I can't help but want to fast forward in one or two scenes. Some parts of the body are strangely itchy, not itchy and sour.
The aesthetics of violence as I understand it should be the packaging of violence, the victim, and the relationship between the two.
Let the violence have a sense of dance as a whole, let the victim deserve it or be fearless, and let the blow become sharp and crisp.
In fact, the violence is fragmented and crude, the victim is innocent or painful, and the blow is bloody.
The former is exciting, the latter is heart-pounding. This movie is the latter.
In my personal experience, the display of real violence can have an anti-violence effect, and the aestheticized performance of violence will make people yearn for it.
I don't care what the director's motives are, at least for my effect.
So for the coldness and cruelty of this film, as well as my fear and disgust for violence after watching it, it is worth recommending.
In addition, I have to say that the actors in it are too gangster-like, and all the actors are in place, looking forward to the sequel.
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