After reading it, I felt a little "I saw something just now" (laughs). It seems that the second half of the film is no longer about a plot and a story, but presents some fragmentary sections. As a biographical film, this presentation is quite realistic in a sense, because most lives are not logical and meaningless, although full of colorful sections. Because he has a special preference for actors, it is also very exciting to see him play a one-man show with a strong personality. At the end of the film, Bronson is bloody locked in a narrow iron cage and screams, which makes my heart tighten in a bad way. There seems to be a lot of scenes in the film that would make normal people in society feel slightly disturbed, naked, violent, crazy and chaotic, but Bronson has big, clear eyes, his muscles tense and tremble when a woman approaches, and he says awkwardly. "I love you" and "Congratulations", giving her an expensive ring, and the robbery is a farce. I remember him staring at his work (the hapless good man art teacher) like a child before he turned around and plunged into the savage fight. Makes me want to pinch his face. I'm sometimes fascinated by this kind of individual who is completely out of touch with the existing human society, complete marginality, almost like complete freedom in a sense. It just seems often miserable (in the mundane sense) and hard to say "is it worth it".
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