Budget
$80,000,000 (estimated)
Gross US & Canada
$64,016,268
Opening weekend US & Canada
$20,414,775
Gross worldwide
$73,475,268
Budget
$80,000,000 (estimated)
Gross US & Canada
$64,016,268
Opening weekend US & Canada
$20,414,775
Gross worldwide
$73,475,268
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By Micaela 2022-09-29 20:32:24
Life is like a prison, but so what, as long as there is hope and fantasy
The tragedy of the clown is the comedy of the audience. But the premise is that this tragedy will not be too real, not too in line with the logic of life, and will not make us think of ourselves.
Can you imagine Zhang Yimou's "Alive" being told with clown-like black humor?
There are many tragedies that make us want to laugh, even if it is really sad. This inexplicable confusion stems from the sense of absurdity. Tragedy will make people feel that life is meaningless, meaningless is...
By Mason 2022-09-29 19:09:26
Behind the seeming joy is the lost life of Ray and Crowder.
Lei usually lives on petty theft, and Claude is about to become a bank teller. The two strangers offended the boss in a bar. In order to save his life, Lei proposed to take Claude to the South and bring back the wine. , This was a violation of the prohibition order at the time, and it was an illegal act.
They got the wine smoothly, but Lei Zuozuo's character made him lose the...
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By Okey 2023-09-06 23:10:20
Sad life, comedy...
By Rico 2023-09-05 16:24:09
The translation is wrong, it should be called "life imprisonment". ——The film of the two chatty superstars in their thirties, and there are many black stars in it, reflecting the bad situation of black Americans 80 years ago, with tears in...
By Emil 2023-08-21 15:53:40
A completely different direction from the Shawshank...
By Novella 2023-08-05 05:10:18
I think it's good?, a little moved and surprised in the...
By Dusty 2023-08-02 12:18:44
The inequality of life is like this. Some people are promoted and rich by stepping on corpses and forty years of free labor, while others can only spend their lives in labor camps. It's a comedy, of course, but there's more unsung tragedy behind...
Sergeant Dillard: Welcome to Mississippi. Here you will be provided with ample opportunity to repay your debt to society through the rigours of hard labour. We got fields need clearin', roads need buildin', and ditches need diggin'. You will eat only what you can grow. Your crop don't come in, you go hungry. This here is Camp 8; Camp 8 is for incorrigibles. So whatever you done to get here, believe me, I'm not impressed; I've seen it all before. We ain't go no fences here at Camp 8, we don't need no fences. We got us the gun line.
Hoppin' Bob: Tell 'em about the gun line, boss.
Sergeant Dillard: This is the gun line. It runs from shack to shack, clear around the yard. You are now inside the gun line. You step outside the gun line without my permission, you will be shot. You trip and fall over the gun, you will be shot. You spit, you pee, you so much as stick your johnson over the gun line, you will be shot.
[to Ray]
Sergeant Dillard: And you, Slick, don't try to run, don't try to run, don't try to escape, or one of my trustees will put a bullet in your head. You prisoners are now the property of the State of Mississippi, which is to say I own your ass.
Sergeant Dillard: [Claude won't dig, and complains that it's too hot] You tell that lazy jigaboo the State of Mississippi ain't interested in his meteorological assessments!
Hoppin' Bob: Listen up, jigaboo! State of Mississippi ain't interested in your, your, uh-"metacological assessments"!
Sergeant Dillard: You tell him the State of Mississippi is only interested in getting this here ditch cleared by sundown.
Hoppin' Bob: State of Mississippi wants this here ditch cleared by sundown. You got that, boy?
Hoppin' Bob: [bringing new inmates into the bunker] Everybody, shut up! Right now, I don't want to hear a sound. Got some fresh meat for you right down there, take yourself right down there, find your ass a bunk. Move it! Actin' all scared. We ain't got no wallflowers here at Camp 8. Don't y'all worry none; ain't nobody gonna mess with you tonight. That'd take all the fun out of the courtship. You hear me, boy?