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John 2022-03-02 08:01:06
gays seeking freedom
Fuck, foreigners really like to be gay, especially the white people who advocated the freedom of being gay, and it's easy to change from straight to gay or bisexual. The male protagonist of this film went to a brothel to pick up girls and prostitutes at such a young age, but he grew up and became...
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Bobby 2022-03-02 08:01:06
'before night falls': a great epic gay movie
Cuban co-author Reinaldo Arenas, who died of AIDS,'s novel and his documentary film "before night falls" are full of tragic and splendid. After watching it, I was very emotional, this is a very profound and connotative film in the gay theme I have seen. The social, historical and psychological...
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Melissa 2022-03-22 09:02:51
The ending was unexpected, but it was actually shown in the repressed restlessness of every second in the film. The Depp in women's clothing here is flawless, and the real women's clothing boss is amazing. The soundtrack should be in place and in line with the background of the times.
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Enid 2022-03-23 09:03:17
The 2-hour-long description of the legendary life of Reynardo felt incomparable vicissitudes after reading it. The screenplay was meticulous, the actors were excellent, the soundtrack was wonderful, and the colors were nostalgic. Cuba in the 1960s was full of enthusiasm for art collision and revolution, and it was serious and sad in the context of political satire. freedom dream
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Reinaldo Arenas: As my mother smacked me, she cursed and yelled, "Maldito! Bad seed!" She shouted at the sky, "I want to get out of here." But I really wasn't sure that's what she wanted. But now standing over me she looked like a huge tree trunk. And if it didn't hurt so much, I'd get down on my knees, and ask her to smack me again, even harder. Then she became beautiful. How pretty she is in her skirt made out of a sack and the blouse she stole from her sister. I wanted to get up and beg her forgiveness. I wanted to say, "Mom, how pretty you are today. You look like one of those women that you can only see on Christmas cards," but I said nothing because of the knot in my throat.
