The first half of the movie Hours of experience seem to continue to confirm this point of view. The emotional vortex triggered by too many train encounters makes me not interested in the slightest, and the scene where the hero and heroine are robbed and raped in bed is more like to make this film. The road of no return to ethical preaching.
This is not over yet, and the more I watch it, the more I feel that the film is trying to push the audience to a dead end. The protagonist is blackmailed, intimidated, publicly humiliated, and played ruthlessly by the French who robbed him. When I'm not in business, my mood is also inexplicably depressed and depressed (probably because I always sympathize with the weak). Especially at the moment when Olive's black colleague was accidentally shot and killed, I want to be shocked not only by the protagonist on the screen, but also by the protagonist on the screen. More than that, I was in deep despair off the screen. Frankly speaking, at that moment, I experienced a feeling of collapse that I have never had in the long years of watching movies. It was a hopeless despair.
Fortunately, the movie Still going on, the violent catharsis after the turning point pulled me back from the brink of collapse. In fact, violence is far from a panacea, but as far as this film is concerned, it may be the only way to heal my broken mood.
Looking at the whole film, it can be It is said to be a rare masterpiece in recent years, Jennifer Aniston, Olive Owen and the actor who played the role of <
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