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Laurie 2022-01-29 08:06:06
comic book legend
In short, this is a revolutionary romantic film, a saga of a one-man hero, a great friendship between two men. Of course, the tone of saying this is just like the film itself, which is ridiculing and joking, but it is not so casual.
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Andreanne 2022-03-21 09:03:15
Juan's past
My name is Juan, yes, I am the most handsome cowboy in the entire western Mexico. I take my sons to live by blocking the road. When waiting for "guests", my biggest hobby is to pee to feed the ants on the tree. If there are no guests for a long time or there are no female guests, I will also use a...
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Samara 2022-03-25 09:01:21
Although there are a few brilliant lines about the revolution, but it is limited to a few lines, the main theme is still about an Oolong hero, but unfortunately the second half of the drama suddenly turned from a comedy to a serious drama, and it dragged on in earnest. sean sean sean~
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Jaqueline 2022-03-25 09:01:21
10/10. Majestic and heroic! Even in the most brutal places can create a strong poetic. The narrative has the tension in Quentin's dragging. The two parts of the bombing of the bridge and the crash of the train have a rare big scene (not forgetting the lyricism) of the surprise attack on the Spanish army. ''Conversation in the Mirror'', sweeping across the corpse - the film's cinematography is a must! Top notch soundtrack! ! Leone has fulfilled all my desires for a Western! Five stars out of five! ! ! !
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[Juan runs to escape a horde of revolutionaries, but is grabbed by John]
John H. Mallory: Where are you goin', for Christ's sake?
Juan Miranda: I don't know. I don't know, but something's wrong! I went into the bank. But when I go in the bank, there's nothing there, no money, nothing.
John H. Mallory: Oh, well, the bank and the money were transferred to Mexico City over a month ago. Well, they've been using this place for a political prison ever since.
[Juan suddenly cocks his gun at John, who chuckles]
Juan Miranda: What do you mean, a political prison?
John H. Mallory: Well, I never said a thing about money. All I asked you was if you wanted to get inside.
Juan Miranda: But you know that this bank is my life! This is my dream!
John H. Mallory: Well, the reality of that is... you just liberated a hundred and fifty patriots through sheer courage in the face of danger.
[giggles]
John H. Mallory: Ah, yes... you're a grand hero of the revolution now. Viva Miranda.
[the cheering crowd lifts Juan onto its shoulders]
Juan Miranda: I don't wanna be a hero! All I want is the money, the money!
John H. Mallory: VIVA MIRANDA!
Juan Miranda: You taught me one thing!
John H. Mallory: [laughing] What?
Juan Miranda: How to get FUCKED!
[gives John the finger]
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Juan Miranda: What kinda work you do for the German? Listen, I asked you a question. What do you do for the German?
John H. Mallory: I've been looking for silver.
Juan Miranda: Silver? You know something? I don't understand you. I don't understand how you waste your time and your holy water looking for silver. To me, that's a sin.
John H. Mallory: Do you have any better ideas?
Juan Miranda: Si, I think gold is better than silver.
John H. Mallory: Ah, there isn't any gold in these hills.
Juan Miranda: Oh ho, yes there is! In Mesa Verde.
John H. Mallory: Mesa Verde? It's a city.
Juan Miranda: Of course it's a city! Who ever heard of having a bank in the country, huh?
John H. Mallory: Uh huh. A bank?
Juan Miranda: Not "a bank." *The bank!* The most beautiful, wonderful, fantastic, gorgeous, magnificent bank in the whole world! When you stand before the bank and you see it has the gates of gold, like it was the gates of heaven. And when you go inside, everything, *everything* is gold! Gold spittoons, gold handles, and money, money, money is everywhere. And you know, I know 'cause I saw this when I was eight years old. I went there with my father. He tried to rob the bank, but they caught him. But they will never catch me, eh, Papa?
Papa Miranda: Right.
Juan Miranda: Listen, Firecracker. Now you listen to me... listen, why don't you come with me, eh? And we will work together... and we will become rich.
[chuckles]
Juan Miranda: What the hell is your name?
John H. Mallory: [wearily] Seán...
Juan Miranda: What?
John H. Mallory: John.
Juan Miranda: What is your name?
John H. Mallory: John.
Juan Miranda: [laughs] That's fantastic, that is incredible, eh! My name is Juan and yours is John! It's Juan and John, eh? Heh, heh!
John H. Mallory: So what?
Juan Miranda: What do you mean, "So what?" Can't you understand that is... that is... the... oh... ah... destiny.
[John remembers his girlfriend and friend]
