Dating him in Bruges

Jacinto 2022-04-21 09:01:13

When I first saw the poster for Killer No Holidays, I thought the movie was British humor, and even thought of Mr. Bean, and it was a comedy, just a black comedy. There's only one thing that attracted me to this movie: it's Colin Farrell, who, as the director says, has a natural bad sex and an incomplete sense of humor, which is what I like his reasons. The character of Ray seems to be tailor-made for him, and the words and deeds in it seem to be the behavior of the actor himself, which is really in harmony.



Throughout the film, the old medieval buildings are the most important scenes. I really liked the way they were sitting on a small boat at the beginning of the film, admiring the beautiful scenery of Bruges, a small town in a quiet corner of Belgium, you will be immersed in the tenderness of her warm yellow tones and forget about the film People who enjoy the scenery are not good people. In fact, Lei didn't like such a cultural landscape, and he preferred to be accompanied by beautiful wine and beauties. But he really could not have imagined that this small town would always guard his innocent soul in eternity. Perhaps because of the plot setting, the nights in Bruges in the film are often quiet and scary, far from the European towns that everyone yearns for. But at the same time, it also shows that the director has excellent skills in grasping and creating the atmosphere of the scene. In the final episode of the film, the characters chase after the stone streets of Bruges, lose the identity of the killer, put aside the guilt in their hearts, and return to the original starting point. When the bullet enters the chest, it may be the beginning of a new life, or in Bruges far away from the noisy and complicated city, there is no rejection or remorse.

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In Bruges quotes

  • Harry: [about Ray] So he's having a really nice time?

    Ken: Well, I'm having a really nice time. I'm not sure it's really his cup of tea.

    Harry: [after a long pause] What?

    Ken: You know, I'm not sure it's really his thing.

    Harry: What do you mean it's not really his thing? What's that supposed to mean? It's not really his thing. What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

    Ken: Nothing, Harry.

    Harry: It's a fairytale town, isn't it? How's a fairytale town not somebody's fucking thing?How can all those canals and bridges and cobbled streets and those churches, all that beautiful fucking fairytale stuff, how can that not be somebody's fucking thing, eh?

    Ken: What I think I meant to say was...

    Harry: [Interrupts] Is the swans still there?

    Ken: Yeah, there's swans...

    Harry: How can fucking swans not fucking be somebody's fucking thing, eh? How can that be?

  • Harry: Not only have you refused to kill the boy, you even stopped the boy from killing himself, which would've solved my problem, which would've solved your problem, which sounds like it would've solved the boy's problem.

    Ken: It wouldn't have solved his problem.

    Harry: Ken, if I had killed a little kid, accidentally or otherwise, I wouldn't have thought twice. I'd killed myself on the fucking spot. On the fucking spot. I would've stuck the gun in me mouth. On the fucking spot!