This anti-genre Western movie easily reminds me of books related to the gold rush of that era I read when I was a kid. Mark Twain seems to have written a lot on this subject. But the adventures, blood, and violence in the book don't seem to be too much in the movie.
The greatest feeling the first cow gave me was its gentleness, or the gentleness of the cook.
What's more, the friendship between the two people. The addition of a Chinese can slow down time? The Chinese were saved by the cook, and the subsequent encounters and then encounters promoted the development of the whole story and echoed the beginning. He is too shrewd, too good at calculating, and is very different from the stereotypes in the foreigner's film and television works, except for his appearance (?.
Even so, when the cook was injured and rested, he didn't want to flee with the money. When the lens cuts into his eyes and the hand holding the moneybag, you obviously feel his hesitation. After all, they still have a dream of opening a hotel in San Francisco! But how could such a gentle, romantic and delicate man survive in this uncultivated wasteland?
Finally, the film and the rhythm of that era are unimaginable in this impetuous society. Slow life always makes the heart calm. This is something I particularly yearn for and like.
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