"The good guys should always win." Listening to Harry's dying last words made me deeply moved. The ending of the film is like Harry’s last words. The protagonist finally overcomes his timidity, defeats corrupt politicians, and defeats stupid movie decision-makers. Conquered his own life. I watched this film several times, and I remember that I watched it with my friends the second time I watched it. When I saw Harry thinking that Peter was his son Luke who had been missing for many years Trimble, and take it home. The tired Peter fell on the sofa and immediately fell asleep. When the old Harry slowly bends down to take off his boots for him, the friend by my side shed tears. Since I saw it once, I resisted crying. I know that my friend at this time must be the same as when I first saw this scene, thinking of my loving father. When seeing the scene of the death of old Harry, the friend shed tears again, my tears were almost overflowing at this time, but I still held back. Finally, when I saw Peter defeating my timidity in court and uttering the truth from the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help it anymore and cried with my friends. The first two times, the cry of friends should have been moved by family affection and parting. But the last tear I didn't know if he was the same as the one I shed. My tears are bitterness, tears of grievance, tears of helplessness. Because what Peter said is an emergency that human society has never completely overcome-the corruption and adultery of individual consciousness by the will of power, and the trivial compromise after individual consciousness has been tarnished. I remember that when I was young, my elders always said that domestically produced movies and TV series were fake. If they were fake, the good guys always won in the ending, and the good guys either can’t die, or after being shot, they always have to say a long list of patriotic nonsense before they die. . Nowadays, domestic movies and TV series have long since got rid of this rigid model, and the Chinese people's social ideology seems to have opened up a lot. However, from the first day of my adulthood, I began to feel an invisible oppression, from society, family, school, politics, economy, culture, tradition and other aspects of oppression. Sometimes I feel that the environment in which I live is so absurd and ridiculous. Since the beginning of kindergarten, we have been forced to be honest and not allowed to lie. When I was in middle school, I was fooled by the government and the media that young people should be good at expressing their opinions and dare to tell the truth. However, once we started to be sensible, parents began to directly tell us the smooth truth, the school began to teach us how to be an excellent student, and the society began to tell us to face cruelty, face violence, face corruption, and face power. Before you die by it, it’s best to obey and adapt quickly. Looking at the surrounding sentient beings, their lives, and their stories, they all warn you: In order to survive, let alone sell their flesh and lie or lie and sell their conscience, what if they don’t want their souls? What's more, modern people, especially the Chinese, don't believe that they and others have a soul. In our lives, there is always an invisible voice clamoring in our ears: "Just say what they want to hear", "I want to live, and fight for justice will die. Open your eyes and see, this Is the real world . "We have been hit and suppressed time and time again by this so-called reality. Occasionally, if we want to do something, we are resisted and consumed by the terms representing authority and status such as teachers, parents, and leaders, until we are unable to do something and give up. Rebellion is a rebel. After our extremely repressive and unachievable fathers have taught us to be as smooth and unpromising as they are, we will continue to pass this law of survival to our next generations logically. We survive. Now, we live the same life as we always have. We are afraid of change and of dissidents. Each of us is acting as a decadent politician, defending our own regime almost neurotically, no matter how much the regime looks in others’ eyes. Absurd and irrational. But are we ourselves like this? Is this kind of maturity the real maturity or the only maturity? Do we have to be this way to survive? Recall the innocent selves of our childhood, when we were like this Innocent, the world in our eyes is so beautiful and real. We cry boldly when we lose our beloved toy, and laugh happily when we learn to walk and are lifted above our heads by our parents. To like is to like, we desperately pursue, and hate We will never compromise to accept the things that we only force our parents to cruel ass. When we first heard the heroes shed blood and tears in order to protect their mothers, lovers, and the country, they even gave their lives without hesitation. How excited we were at that time. At that time, we were as simple as Luke Trimble and as kind as Adele. We did not hesitate to believe in everything we learned. However, looking at us now, we finally made it to college graduation. There are a few who dare to shout out the rhetoric not to bend for those few meters. Compromise and flattery, but seeking self-preservation has become the default rule of social ideology. There are so many unwritten rules in this big game of life, who I don’t want to play Game Over easily. Some people say that a movie is a movie after all. Real life cannot be the same as the ending of the movie. The ending in the movie is The good guys win. In the end everyone is happy. But is the real society so tolerant. Or ask yourself, yourself Can your heart tolerate this tolerance? Perhaps the actual situation in real life is: The good guys cannot always win. But as long as good people learn to be strong, even if they cannot always overcome the oppression of the will of power, they will certainly be able to overcome their timidity and their sorrow. Having watched the warm movie The Majestic made me think a lot, the most important thing is that he gave me an invisible power, this power made me recollect the soul that has been wrapped in dust for a long time, and it turned out of hypocrisy. We in the outerwear are so simple and real. Human beings who have pursued freedom and peace for thousands of years are still bound by their own vain. Although my strength is meager, I still pray non-stop, may The good guys always win.
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