pretentious avenue

Kendra 2022-04-22 07:01:04

I always felt that Xiaoben itself had a strong and slightly fishy pretentious taste, while Matt had a faint and wanted to hide the coquettish smell.
The two of them were a match made in heaven, but the fate of human beings is so elusive. After the climax of "Good Will Hunter" more than ten years ago, the two of them were silent - how should I put it - the spark is gone.

It's like an old lover who is tired out slowly no longer in contact. During this period, Matt also asked Ben's sister to cooperate, but Ben didn't pick up, and didn't say anything. sigh
Maybe, Hollywood is a big bus for people to come and go. Everyone just happened to sit in a double seat and looked at each other more, but after the end, they would lift their pants and swipe their cards to get off the bus.

But I just saw: they really were made for each other! Without Ben's fan, where would Matt's sultry crotch show up? And without Matt's ecstasy and arrogant, I can't pretend to be pure American style.
Seeing them both turn a blind eye to each other, pretending to be selfish is really distressing. In fact, as long as they look back, they will see another person still on the corner of the street, rubbing their crotch.






Talk about a movie.
It was obvious from the very beginning that Xiaoben was eager to shoot something new and put it on.

In other words, the first half is not satisfactory, the back and forth of two shallow and one deep can be regarded as lifting the audience's appetite. But it still smelled a little earthy.
How can I describe this feeling? Imagine this scenario: Zhang Hanyu, who has a fake Beijing accent, and Wang Baoqiang, who has a pure Hebei accent, took the subway from Yizhuang to the city, and halfway down Songjiazhuang, they bought two pancakes at the pancake stand and sat down. Under the city outside the city, we discussed which one to let in, Carlyle or TPG.
Well, that's how it feels.

It's a bit ugly to say, but I was still looking forward to it at this time. I thought that there were smoke bombs in the front, and Xiaoben should still have two brushes to watch at the back.
So I endured it, watching the little book burying the burden left and right, waiting for the bottom to be uncovered.

What did I just say, it won't work without Matt moisturizing! At the end, I still didn't close the tail. Common, just one word.
Lost.

It doesn't matter if you accept it or not, this type of film can't be rotten any more, and it can't be bizarre if it's bizarre.
Want to play innovative? Try it out with Matt.
4 stars for blake lovely.





To put it simply, the film is okay, but I miss Matt.

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Extended Reading
  • Arnold 2022-04-24 07:01:03

    (extended) In the end, dougy stood by the river with his pocket in his pocket, and the melodious singing sounded. Suddenly I feel that no matter what you do, there will always be times when you can't help yourself: like you don't know why your mother ran away from home, fell in love with a prostitute you didn't love, fell in love with the person who kidnapped you, rescued the kidnapper inexplicably, and would rather die On the street, if you kill someone who has hatred with you in one breath, even if you kill someone, you are paranoid about principles. Great crime movie!

  • Celestine 2021-10-20 19:01:19

    Surprisingly good-looking, I regret not seeing the extended version.

The Town quotes

  • Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: Cash is brought out and stacked fifteen minutes before the van does the pick up. That is when you hit. On Monday morning, before game stands in New York, sixty thousand beers, food, merchandise. Total call; three and a half million. Taking down the cathedral of Boston? Priceless.

  • [as Doug, Dez, Coughlin, and Gloansy have a small gathering, Frawley and Dino take photos of them from their car with a long-range camera]

    Dino Ciampa: [voice-over] Desmond Elden. Systems tech at Vericom. 22 years old.

    [Cuts to Frawley and Dino briefing their agents. They bring up Gloansy's images on the projector]

    Dino Ciampa: Albert Magloan. Only in Boston is a guy named "Albert Magloan".

    FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: Mr. Magloan never met a car he couldn't boost. The kind of talented individual who can start your Cherokee for you while you're still looking for your keys.

    [as he says that, a black-and-white flashback is shown of Gloansy breaking into a car. Coughlin's mugshot comes up on the projector]

    Dino Ciampa: James Coughlin. Father was killed in prison. Mother died HIV. Shot Brendan Leahey by the cemetery behind Mishawum when he was eighteen years old. Bled it out. When the judge asked him why he did it, he said, "I didn't like the kid." Served nine years for manslaughter.

    FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: These guys plan and execute with sophistication and discipline, and that is not our boy Coughlin.

    [produces photos of Doug]

    FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: We think the architect is this guy: Coughlin's best friend, Doug MacRay.

    Dino Ciampa: He lives in the same house, dated Coughlin's sister, who most likely mules to the Florist, who used to employ MacRay's father. You need a fucking venn diagram for these people.

    [Stifled chuckles come from the agents]

    FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: Mac, Senior got life for the Nashwood job which most of you should remember. Hijacked a bread truck up to New Hampshire. One guard saw his face, so, they executed both of them with their own weapons. I think Mac's legacy is now no A-car driver's allowed to leave the cab, even if there's a gun to his partner's head.

    Dino Ciampa: Young MacRay did eight months easy for going over the counter of a Bay Bank with a nail gun after he washed out from pro hockey.

    Agent Quinlan: Pro hockey?

    Dino Ciampa: Yeah. He was a big deal for a minute. Got drafted, went to camp but here's the shocker: he started makin' trouble, fightin' with guys.

    Agent Quinlan: Don't they pay you to fight in hockey?

    Dino Ciampa: Not the guys on your own team.

    [the other FBI agents laugh]

    FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: MacRay came home. Got into the family business. Same song: got into Oxycon. Hockey ship sailed with the narcotics. Now, we're a long way away from a grand jury here. And we'll never get 24 hour surveillance unless one of these idiots converts to Islam. So we build the case. All right, let's get to work.