London Boulevard evaluation action
2021-12-27 08:01
The film is dialysis of a feeling, atmosphere, and end feelings. Every time the male and female protagonists appear, whether they appear individually or together, there will always be a kind of impact, and this force is so clear that it strongly implies struggle. Maybe it’s this kind of struggle, which we didn’t notice when we were accustomed to life. But when you stare at the big screen, these handsome men and beauties haunt London, which is always gloomy and dim, and can’t break free. At that time, there will be a different feeling. It was once similar, although not necessarily the same experience, but the situation is the same heart touch, which reflects the vividness of the movie.
The fate of the characters in the film and the vigorous soundtrack and artistic conception play a reverse role. The disparity in identity or the legend of being too rich are secondary at this moment. The most important thing is the sadness and helplessness when things like things gather, and the tragic color later. It's hard to erase anymore. As the director, he is still walking on his grayish black road. It is nothing more than emphasizing his point of view on the film. Just looking at the film from the cyclic biological chain structure of the crime genre is not good. If you only look at the summary of the film, it is black and black, little gangsters deal with big gangs, and people are fighting. The beast, as a result, deduces a more dramatic series than the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole. And the way the content is expressed is full of madness, hysterical anger, and lightning speed when bullets fly. This type of subject matter is indeed not so new.
Extended Reading
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[last lines]
Whiteboy: Heard you been lookin' for me...
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Charlotte: Do you know what a woman's for in film?
Mitchel: Go on, then.
Charlotte: What this job is that I'm supposed to want?
Mitchel: I'm listening.
Charlotte: A woman is there to get the hero to talk about himself. About his hopes, about his fears, maybe even about his fascinating, fucking childhood.