Where is the hell

People who like music, no music is hell for him. People who like money, no money is hell for him, people who are deeply in love, hell for him without love, like anything but nothing, this world is hell for him. Do people really need so many things to satisfy themselves? What if they are dull or not, what are they serious or not, what are they lost or not? . . . . .

I saw the trailer for this film a long time ago, and I paid attention to it because it was a musical, but the major film critics didn’t think highly of this film adapted from a real story. In fact, if I watched the whole film, if it weren’t There is music interspersed, I can really watch and fall asleep, but Na Thrall’s magical skills have problems of this kind, the whole film has been emphasizing that problem, and I don’t know whether it is a musical or a biopic or a documentary. Finally it has become inexplicable.

Maybe the filming is too real, so I don’t feel like it very much. Reality is happening around us. We don’t need to spend money to see how cruel reality is. Movies, please give us a dream.

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