Nuclear is the spirit of Bushido, and everything is derived from it.
The bamboo knife, the temperament until you click it, does not hurt your kindness.
The bloody bamboo knife reveals sadness and perseverance. The blood nourishes the haggard, the bamboo grows, and the bamboo grows.
Asking the woman to cut her belly with a bamboo knife, others laughed, where is a samurai.
He is indeed not a samurai, a poor teacher. Just like his name, please girl.
He pierced his body with a bamboo knife, yearning for death. His death can be exchanged for the continuation of the lives of his wife and children, he is willing.
The stage of begging a woman to cut her belly is the only bloody part of the third master in this movie. Even so, San Ye didn't let you see any visual swelling of flesh and blood.
You can only hear the clumsy sound when the bamboo knife is inserted into the body, one, two, three, four.
Please, please help me explain the mistake, my child is still waiting.
Bushido, San Ye gave him his own definition and dedicated everything to his important things.
Please love the book, for his wife and children, he can sell them all.
The saber on his body is the dignity of a samurai, for the sake of his wife and children, he can throw it all away.
Hypothesis, the shamelessness of the samurai, for the sake of his wife and children, he is willing.
For the samurai of the Ii family, they are also right, what can they do, samurai who have never been to the battlefield are kept in captivity. They are right to pin the dignity of the samurai on the glory of the family Chijia. People always have sustenance. Even if that sustenance is just a hollow armor, it will shatter in one blow.
Hanshiro, he said, it would be nice if he could go crazy, he was just alive. This sentence seems familiar, indeed, sometimes living normally is more painful than being mad. This is life, is true.
A few fragments: The
girl is holding her sick wife, lying on the straw mat, and talking softly, let's do it for the time being.
The top bun of the Ii family samurai was trampled by his colleagues who wielded the sword indiscriminately.
Miho, who sorted out Qiunv's body, found the cake hidden in Qiunv's clothes and swallowed it bite by bite.
Things will taste better if they are eaten together.
I wrote that I
scored five stars at the end because the director is San Ye. Even if he shoots a piece of shit, I will give it five stars.
In the middle of the film, I had the urge to fast forward, and the slow narration made me wonder if it was San Ye's hand-made.
Many plots are very straightforward, I think it's pretty good, some things are still straight to you, so that you can see more clearly. Just like the Bushido spirit, straightforward and simple.
I remember seeing Hanshiro pulling out a bamboo sword to prepare for a bloody battle with the samurai of the I family. I was so excited. I think you are Sanye Sanye. Is this kind of flesh and blood of bamboo swords your favorite? I can even imagine the rough and wide blade when the bamboo knife pierced the throat. It was perfect. Later, I found out that I was obsessed. In reality, bamboo swords are very difficult to kill, not to mention that people who use swords do not mean to kill. But if it is the San Ye of the killer Ai Ah Yi era, does this bamboo knife have to be a divine tool?
Finally, vomit.
At the end of the movie, there were a lot of Jing Yi family's family patterns, which was very beautiful.
But the lazy white cat I was on the mat was the essence. Squinting a pair of sleepy eyes and looking at a group of samurai who are slashing and slashing, she must be thinking, you ignorant human beings.
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