Extended Reading
  • Daniela 2022-04-21 09:02:51

    I want to end this

    It's a very nice work, although it's a bit confusing. After reading some explanations about the plot on the Internet, I don't really agree with it. In my opinion, the lines in the whole piece are basically nonsense. Even the long poem implies some clues and hints at the same time. the inner...

  • Brown 2022-04-21 09:02:51

    The lonely, inferior but interesting soul under the mediocre skin

    "I Want to End It All", after watching it a few times, I seem to understand that the real character in this film is actually the old man, the old man who has no one to care about and is dying alone. I have never quite understood the meaning of some surrealistic plots in the movie, but from another...

  • Andrew 2022-03-27 09:01:13

    Twenty minutes of driving with Jesse Plemons in the snow, and twenty minutes of dinner at the same house with Toni Collette. Then something strange happened. It's like having Robert Pattinson talk about Twilight in the creed - the Production Value of the actor's own starring experience, Jesse Plemons is obviously trying to remind people of the American TV series Frozen, and Toni Collette is obviously trying to make People are linked to genetic doom. Strange things can be explained by visual synesthesia after drinking, but they are hallucinations within hallucinations, a play within a play, and then another thirty minutes of Lynch Mulholland Drive-style dark night walks -- the car stopped halfway through. In an ice cream parlor, it's like a black chef in The Shining rushing all the way to a stop on the way to the rescue - and finally, the car parked outside the empty school with only one-year-old cleaners. The old sweeper, who had flashed in the aforementioned hallucinations as a subject, now finally has a prototype. But he was still in a hallucination. Singing and dancing, quitting fantasy, returning to reality, and came to his retirement ceremony... Or, was buried in a snow grave of a car model.

  • Era 2022-03-25 09:01:14

    Reciting the poem "Bone Dog" and returning home in despair, the rabies virus damages nerve endings only for its own reproduction, just as a bad movie needs to take root in the audience's brain, so the name of Jimmy, who keeps throwing hair, is engraved on the ashes of the bookshelf ;Follow the Queen of Ice Cream Town to dream of singing and dancing life in a soap opera-like teaching building, and finally live as a pig with maggots in the cruel farm; You are the reason for my existence, but you do not exist, just like there is no objective color in the universe, It's just a physiological response to the human brain triggered by electromagnetic waves... Extremely sad, lonely to death, Charlie Kaufman did it again

I'm Thinking of Ending Things quotes

  • Janitor: What does your boyfriend look like?

    Young Woman: It's hard to describe people. It was so long ago, I barely remember. I mean... We never even talked, is the truth. I'm not even sure I registered him. There's a lot of people. I was there with my girlfriend... We were celebrating our anniversary, stopped in for a drink, and then this guy kept looking at me. It's a nuisance. The occupational hazard of... of being a female. You can't even go for a drink. Always being looked at. He was a creeper! You know? And I remember thinking, I wish my boyfriend was here. Which is... That's sort of sad, that being a woman, the only way a guy leaves you alone is if you're with another guy. Like, if... like... like you've been claimed. Like you're property, even then. Anyway, I can't... I can't remember what he looks like. Why would I? Nothing happened. Maybe it was just... I think it was just... Just one of thousands of such non-interactions in my life. It's like asking me to describe a mosquito that bit me on an evening 40 years ago. Well, you haven't seen anyone fitting that description, have you?

  • The Voice: It's not bad, once you stop feeling sorry for yourself because you're just a pig, or, even worse, a pig infested with maggots. Someone has to be a pig infested with maggots, right? It might as well be you. It's the luck of the draw. You play the hand you're dealt. You make lemonade. You... you move on. You don't worry about a thing.