The heat that can also be seen in black and white movies, the unbearable heat, the policeman slowly walked the long road in the slum under the overexposed sun. Sticky, dirty, tired, but in such a world there are still stars, and there are still flowers, children and girls in the desperate pursuit. The world is so beautiful, but I am a mess. The wild dog thought, rolling in the flowers and crying hoarsely.
At that time, Kurosawa was still young and not so serious. There is always someone laughing in the small movie theater. In the call that made everyone tense, there was actually a bounce, and the two people in the death battle got up and rolled down with a look of embarrassment. This anachronistic joke is of course intentional. This is the world in his eyes: heavy, sticky, unbearable, girls spinning wildly in the dark night, pouring rain and blood mixed together, even in such a world, there will still be old detectives like Sato, shaking gently Fan, say something that everyone likes.
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