It's just pure afterthought (I don't know why there are so many words)

Stewart 2022-01-27 08:23:24

What kind of bloody love triangle is this? The heroine was sold twice, I really feel distressed... She should not be very happy after marriage, look at the clothes she wore when she came home at the end of the film... Then she seems to have gone to work in the factory? (Actually I don't think the plot is very outstanding, it may be that my English is not very good at raw meat, I should blame it on my poor English.I couldn't fully understand what the characters said,because of the speed and the blurry pronunciation .) But why does it deserve five stars? Because everyone's faces are so good! Yimei's lips are red and teeth are white, and Kexin's women's clothes are really good-looking (especially the blue one), and dtt is also tender and can be squeezed out of water (why dtt and Kexin are not in the same frame) The heroine's curly hair is also very good-looking Also ,it seems like a story about the high society in England and the money. They had parties all day,kept dancing and dancing,even in hospital. However,the very scenes of these people are splendid(I don't know if this word is somewhat suitable.). Every second is like an oil painting. It is hard to describe this feeling.

Brilliant Years (2003)
7.8
2003 / United Kingdom / Comedy Drama War / Stephen Frey / Stephen Campbell Moore Emily Mortimer

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  • Casey 2022-04-23 07:04:43

    So many familiar faces. Yimei really has red lips and white teeth, but unfortunately she made a soy sauce.

  • Elbert 2022-01-27 08:23:24

    sheen, you are gorgeous and overwhelming! There are so many beauties in a film that they are going to die! ah ah

Bright Young Things quotes

  • Simon Balcairn: [Telling his fake news story] Never, never, never have such scenes been witnessed in high society, that uneasy alliance between Bright Young Things and old survivors. Perhaps this was the defining moment of our epoch of speed and syncopation. This so-called 20th century of angst, neurosis and panic. Reader be glad that you have nothing to do with this world. Its glamour is a delusion, its speed a snare, its music a scream of fear. Faster and faster they swirl, sickening themselves with every turn. The faster the ride, the greater the nausea, the terror, and the shame.

    [pause]

    Simon Balcairn: Stop. Yes, that's it. Good night.

  • Adam Fenwick-Symes: Oh Nina, what a lot of parties... Masked parties, Savage parties, Victorian parties, Greek parties, Wild West parties, Circus parties, parties where you have to dress as somebody else, almost naked parties in St. John's Wood, parties in flats and studios and houses and ships and hotels and nightclubs, in swimming baths and windmills. Dances in London so dull. Comic dances in Scotland and disgusting dances in the suburbs. All that succession and repetition of massed humanity. All those vile bodies. And now a party in a mental hospital...