In a small medieval European town, Americans speak English, British speak English, and Europeans speak English. I don’t know if it’s a mafia with a British background or a French background. Arms dealers are French, and no women no kids are typical. The Western gangster dogma is said to be derived from religion, and the film also vaguely reveals religious feelings, it should be Catholic, there are priests, there are religious murals, and it gives a close-up of the Doomsday Judgment. There are a few religious allusions in just a few words, very few. The cultural elements are relatively ambiguous, and the characters are very three-dimensional. It is difficult to say good people and bad people, but they are all true temperaments. Even the supporting roles are unequivocally brave and true, sometimes witty, sometimes solemn or even heavy.
Those Gothic-style buildings, it is said that the Gothic style is a product of the Baroque (Baroque means over-round and full of pearls) period, the top of the towering church, the light projected from the high windows of the dark church, It gives human beings a sense of humility and God's holiness, so it is called a vivid and exaggerated Gothic style.
A lot of the details are there from the beginning, and the pregnant innkeeper confuses the seasoned, ruthless but principled mob boss.
There are also jokes from time to time. They say that the tall gangster weapons dealer can't practice yoga at home, and the old killer confesses that he has also killed innocent people. The innocent person is the target's brother, the 50-year-old traffic controller, because he held The bottle protects his younger brother like a madman. He was shot to death. The old killer comforted himself and said that taking a weapon is fatal, and it may be fatal with bare hands. The juvenile killer asked, you thought the traffic attendant would fuck karate, but he is not one How can a Chinese traffic coordinator fuck karate, especially in his 50s!
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Ray: You said he was a lollipop man.
Ken: He was a lollipop man.
Ray:What's a lollipop man doing knowing fucking karate?
Ken:I'm just saying.
Ray:How old was he?
Ken:About 50.
Ray:What's a 50-year-old lollipop man doing knowing fucking karate? What was he , a Chinese lollipop man? Jesus, Ken, I'm trying to talk about...
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It seems that they are also vague about the oriental culture, just like we often don't distinguish between Christianity and Catholicism, or Anglicanism, a branch of Catholicism, they may know k-1, but they can't tell the difference between Karate Kongfu Kickboxing and Kempo.
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Even though I'm a coder and not a murderer for a living, I see a lot of familiar living characters in this film as if they're all around me.
When the two of them first went to Bruges (supposedly in Belgium, I don't know what it has to do with Brussels), their very different mentalities reminded me of my cynicism when I first arrived in Zhuhai and the optimism of the dead fat yk who took me around Open-minded.
The way the little killer picks up girls when he picks up girls reminds me of fish again.
That dwarf, when a group of men and women snorted high on the drug, could also remember that he was originally in Dongmen, and he was very tired from a few months ago, and he was unfamiliar with colleagues who were also out of town and touched a bar that sang old songs. Get drunk. They talked about their ideals, the good and bad things in their hearts. When I was drinking to the extreme, my colleague with children took out a picture of his wife from his wallet and couldn't stop complimenting him, saying, "You can go to the hall and enter the kitchen"...
That girl, that girl's boyfriend, that boss, reminds me of other people...
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Originally it was a diary. When I added it as a movie review, I asked for a topic. If I remember it like the title, it turns out that everyone There is something in my heart that I hold on to.
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