I have no prejudice against Mr. Quentin Tarantino, but the title of "Aesthetics of Violence" is too loud. This title is like the white dove to Wu Yusen. In the dark night, with dark thoughts, I was ecstatic after watching KILL BILL vol1: The end of the world is here, the trial has begun, and God is a woman holding a samurai sword. I remembered the heroic voice of the great poet Mr. Wen Yiduo under the famous "White Terror": "This is a ditch of desperate stagnant water. This is definitely not the place of beauty. It is better to let the ugliness cultivate and see what he creates. The world. "I always think that Mr. Wen Yiduo is playing rock, so I always despise the people who are now called rock-your education level is too bad, look at the lyrics of your predecessors, how good you wrote. In the highly stylized beauty, I can't help but want to cheer: kill it, kill it, and see if the earth will be cleaner after it is soaked in blood. Yes, the movie of the gentleman who loves to watch video tapes conquered my delicate and sensitive mind with vulgar power. This kind of pleasure lasted until the countdown to 20 minutes before the end of KILL BILL vol2. During this period, I continued to climax and groaned with joy. The pig is the animal with the longest orgasm in the world. It lasts half an hour. Thanks to Mr. Quentin Tarantino, he let me experience the feeling of a pig several times, until this line appeared: "I was the most in the world before A woman who is not afraid of death, but now...I am very afraid of being pregnant with a child." A female assassin said to another female assassin. I was alarmed, thinking that at the beginning, Mr. Bill and Miss Kiddo had been talking about "Today's weather hahaha" for most of the day. The four killers walked up the steps of the church from the bottom of the movie screen to give the wedding rehearsal a rich and colorful experience. And a simple and terse period. Of course, I also think of the duel between Miss Kiddo and Miss Cyclops, holding the famous samurai sword for a long time, and getting a good posture, and accumulating enough courage and strength to make the first weapon encounter for a short time. At the time of stalemate, Miss Kiddo used Chinese martial arts techniques to draw the opponent's eyeballs cleanly, throw them on the ground, and step on her beautiful soft feet. A master is a master, and such a simple technique always makes me, who have been influenced by countless bad movies, give me big ears when trying to figure out how he ends up. After several such slaps and intellectual insults, I became a little smarter. This line made me smell ominous. I wish I could be a little stupid, just like Tang Niu said to Quentin to Stephen Zhou: I really can’t guess you! I am willing to do this because it is happy for the "me" who is watching the movie, but Mr. Quentin didn't give me a chance. He completely ignored my complicated psychological activities and made the plot take a turn for the worse, so that my heart that hoped that the world would be dark and deeply admired him became fragmented in front of the following line. "Before the test strip turns blue, I can jump from a motorcycle to a high-speed train, for you. But after the test strip turns blue... I am no longer the me I used to be, not anymore. Because of me I'm going to be a mother...Do you understand?" said a female assassin to a lover who had shot her in the head. I and his lover murmured at the same time: "Yes." I know what happened, Quentin Mr. Tarantino is finally going to abandon me, abandon a believer who worshipped him. He put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha on the spot, ready to talk to me about the great maternal love and similar and equally great human feelings. He said: People are not only hate, but also love. I said: I know that people not only have to eat, but also sleep. I understand that as long as a woman is pregnant, the best things about mankind in her body will immediately recover. For this kind of feeling, the killer can betray the organization and his own man, completely abandon the exciting and happy life of killing in the past, go to the record store to receive music nourishment, and earn two small dollars by the way. Of course, according to the thinking of the great Chinese director, for this kind of beautiful feelings, the thief would pray for a world without thieves and defend his beliefs with his life. Mr. Quentin Tarantino went further and further, his figure looked a little confused to me. When the movie finally ended, a woman humming "Goodnight Moon" absently flashed one or two words like knife or gun in the lyrics. I suddenly woke up and felt slightly sentimental—KILL BILL is a romantic romance movie. . Anyway, maternal love and love between men and women are the most beautiful human emotions, so the transition is really not that sudden. Under the silver moonlight, there is a beach not far away. There are wooden tables and chairs on the balcony of the mansion, and probably a champagne bar. As a poor person, I guess. A good gentleman who can cook dinner for his daughter sat across from a beautiful woman in a long skirt, and the following dialogue took place: ——Why didn’t you tell me earlier? ——Once you know, you will take her away ——I don’t want to do this——I was sad for you for three months. In the third month, I found your trace...and I found you. What did I find? Not only did you not die, you had to marry a damn bastard, and you were pregnant... I overreacted. ——Overreaction? This is your explanation? ——I am not trying to excuse myself, I just tell you the truth. This is a conversation that occurs between many couples. The tone and lines even make us feel familiar. After the quarrel escalates, there may be fights. If a man is injured, he will lose as much as Mr. Bill, who values his feathers. But here, both men and women hold knives in their hands. As a result, those words with vinegar and good fortune seemed to be coated with a stainless steel protective film, with the smell of metal hitting when the trigger was pulled, and the rose bushes under the moonlight enchanted their bodies, waiting to drink with their thorns. Their blood. They just had a small misunderstanding, and when they finally understood the truth, the corpses piled up into mountains and blood flowed into rivers. As a result, they couldn't raise the glasses full of champagne and raised their eyebrows. They could only raise the murder weapon. Because wrong is wrong. This is a love fable. All men and women who are prone to "overreaction" in love should come to study seriously, what kind of things can make your love "skin-to-skin love"-maybe a butterfly flaps its wings, maybe It's the change in the length of Cleopatra's nose, maybe you are not going home when you are pregnant. You used to have a good time together, when one party disappeared, the other party worked hard to find it. That's how you value each other, but in the end you raise a good knife that will never be born to each other. You will do cruel things to each other, retaliate against each other, can't stop, completely disregarding what "love is persistence, love is endurance". You know which part of the other party is most vulnerable to injury, because sometimes you are familiar with each other, you will even tell each other that there is a martial arts in this world, called "five thunder palms", and then die under the palm of your hand. Therefore, at this tragic moment, taking advantage of the dim light of dawn, there are two problems left for two kinds of people in the world, one is men and the other is women: men, you will die after failure. Have you asked your women for advice on whether your dress and appearance are appropriate? Women, will you guard the crystallization of love in a few years-either a life or a memory-to say "thank you" to your man? If you can't love anymore, you must also maintain your grace and gratitude. Shelley said that even if you don't love, you should have mercy on the other person.
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