At the beginning of the film, Statham played Chever who was poisoned. The audience watching this murderous-looking killer did not need to determine whether he was good or bad, and their attention was completely attracted to how he could find the antidote. Can't live, the usual view of good and evil and moral laws are invalid for the protagonist, whether he steals a white car or fights with a black man, or whether he is running around in various ways to disrupt public order and being chased by the police, or he has no choice but to find a gay informant to get it. Intelligence, not to mention whether he is robbing a pharmacy, making a scene at a hospital, taking hostages and streaking with a big dick, or having sex with his girlfriend in the street, whatever, just do it. The audience is tacitly accepting his nonsense and wants to see how he can toss. In the end, after a difficult aerial fight after a chaotic battle, the enemy of the male pig's feet was killed, and he himself fell from the sky and called his girlfriend. After the warm phone call, he fell down calmly, ashes to ashes, and dust to dust. The audience saw that the farce was over, and Chev lay on the ground but blinked clearly, and the play ended.
After watching the film, the film is destined to have mixed reviews. Some people say that life is too short to reject bad films. Some people say that it is good to be happy. As a niche film, the market will give him a fair evaluation, and the author is a fan of cult films. Just want to say: you eat your wowtou, I eat my haha fart. . .
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