Maybe everyone is alone

Melyssa 2022-04-19 09:01:27

The first Ace Agent is my favorite type of work. It wraps the hymn of violence and beauty with adult fairy tales. It is crazy yet elegant. The second Golden Circle is not crazy enough except that the BOSS is not crazy enough. It is still a movie that can be used in many commercial The movie that kills the blood in the sequel.

In fact, I am quite afraid of the American retro-style picture language, because it always gives me a warm and lively front, and a cold and cold feeling from the side, especially in the shadow of happy hours under the neon lights, there is some kind of greedy and irritable hidden in the shadows. Monsters, people can't live lightly, and they can't live in fear all day long. In contrast, telling you plainly that death is coming is a relief.

In 2018, Edward Hope's "Night Wanderer" was exhibited in Shanghai as a representative work of American modern art. I stood in front of the crowded paintings, and the inexplicable American horror feeling emerged from the light and dark colors. Blocking my ears like sealing wax, as if the fear of this paint can deprive you of hearing and make you feel alone in the crowd. Before the bloodshed, death has come.

Edward Hope's "Night Traveler" at Shanghai Museum

Edward Hope's "Night Traveler" at Shanghai Museum

In 2019, on the way from San Francisco to Los Angeles along Highway 1, passing through Solvang, in the dark night, the retro buildings at the end of the road and its brightly lit windows along the street send chills down your spine. I hate the feeling of empty towns, flashing neon lights, gorgeous bright colors and unknowns in shadows. In 2020, when I rewatched "The Golden Circle", it also made me feel this way. In the film, the design style of Poppy's Yard is close to the retro town with neon lights flashing at the end of the highway in the 1960s in the United States, exuding the familiar "hometown" taste in Poppy's memory. There are only cold robots in town. Maybe the villains are all lonely. They have small ideas and hate betrayal. Compared with the volatile hearts, only machines are worthy of their trust. Or maybe it's loneliness that makes the villain, and there is nothing to be afraid of without worrying about it. Agents, villains, ordinary people, the reason we are afraid of unknown monsters hiding in the dark is because we are not experiencing real happiness. Some people use drugs, tobacco, alcohol, and desire to numb themselves to get "happiness", but they are eventually captured by the monster. Maybe everyone is alone.

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  • Aracely 2022-03-20 09:01:20

    The entertainment is not bad, but it’s also because I followed the cool style. There is no moment of decision or test. It does not matter if the male protagonist makes any mistakes. Negligence caused the teammates to kill themselves and others. None of it seems to be a problem. In the end, I saved the world and married a princess. The screenwriter may be the starting point for signing the author, really hardcore cool text

  • Norberto 2022-03-18 09:01:03

    Can the name be translated a bit more earthenly. Elton John can also be cute. But it's not as good as Uncle Colin's cute eyes, shy smile and long legs, which gave me another blow in my heart. Kingsman, the original formula, the original elegance, coupled with the tackiness of the southern United States, knocked out the style of time and space chaos. Everything is good. But let me cry for Merlin for a while. . .

Kingsman: The Golden Circle quotes

  • Eggsy: Okay, so according to her Instagram feed, Charlie's ex-girlfriend is up ahead at the VIP bar. Which one of us is gonna place the tracker?

    [Eggsy and Whiskey pass through security]

    Whiskey: I say we both make an approach, whoever gets on best, goes for it.

    Eggsy: Well, it doesn't have to be a competition, bruv. Why don't we just go up to her, shake her hand, pat her on the back, whatever, you know. Job done.

    Whiskey: The hand is not a mucous membrane, Eggsy. Neither is the back. They teach you anything at Kingsman?

    Eggsy: What are you talking about?

    Whiskey: Our trackers are designed to enter the bloodstream. They circulate harmlessly, providing full audio and GPS.

    Eggsy: Mucous membrane. That's like up the nose, isn't it? What the fuck am I gonna do? Stick my finger...

    [pause]

    Eggsy: It's not just inside the nose, is it?

    Whiskey: No, Eggsy. It ain't.

    Eggsy: Fuck.

    Whiskey: All right, I'll take the first crack. Watch and learn, buddy.

    [Whiskey takes a drink from his belt buckle flask before approaching Clara]

    Eggsy: Good luck.

  • Whiskey: Miss, I beg your pardon. Now, I don't wanna pester you, but I just have to know, what time are you playing?

    Clara: I'm not in a band. Oh, God. Who did you think I was? Please don't say someone ghastly.

    Whiskey: God damn it, now I feel like a fool. I just assumed that a woman with your... charisma, well, she just had to be somebody.

    Clara: Right. Thank you.

    Whiskey: No, it's okay. I know you didn't mean to make me feel like a dumbass. So I'll let you make it up to me by letting me buy you a drink.

    Clara: Follow my finger.

    [Clara points her finger in front of Whiskey and swipes left]

    Whiskey: [chuckles] What are we doing?

    Clara: Swiping to the left. What, you don't do Tinder in America?

    Whiskey: Tinder what?

    Eggsy: Do you know, I think it's probably a generational thing. It translates as: 'Go away, old man'.

    [pause]

    Whiskey: Be good, be cool.

    Eggsy: Bye.

    Clara: Thank you for that.