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Cielo 2021-10-22 14:35:18
The hero still stirs the shit stick
For the imaginary hero of the nihility, the friend of Haosheng's persuasion was stabbed to death by a flying knife, and Hayek's bookstore and savings were turned to ashes. Don't stop. He also called the brother who shouldn't have died with the guitar machine gun to kill him. The life or...
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Jaeden 2021-10-22 14:35:18
Desperado Three Steps Murder
Written in 2009,
shooting here is easier than playing the guitar, and it is easier to destroy than to create. ——Antonio Banderas
first burst into tears and said how difficult it is for me to get this film: I found it in the swinging gallery for an hour, and when I came back, I couldn’t...
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Shanny 2022-04-20 09:01:19
Robert Rodriquez's strength is to portray weird characters, such as Buscemi at the beginning, Quentin Tarantino who tells jokes, Danny Trejo, the knife killer, etc. As for the story itself (especially the ending twist), and even the theme of the attempt to tell, let's forget it. The only thing better than the previous work is the gorgeousness of the starlight and gun battle scenes.
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Brady 2022-03-16 09:01:03
The sexiest man trinity on the screen, guitarist + gunman + killer~
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