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Andre 2022-03-23 09:02:34
People can't live in the moment, so hope is created
I understand the logic of this movie after reading the film review. For me, it is a very special technique. I understand that a young man with low self-esteem and loneliness has lived his whole life in loneliness, and he is depressed until his old age. Unhappy and hesitant, he hated himself so much...
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Rylee 2022-01-05 08:01:59
After 5 years, once the master made a move, his brain exploded.
When we talk about movies, what are we talking about?
I thought that this confusion had been brought to the extreme in Nolan. Unexpectedly, there was another head blow .
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Abby 2022-03-27 09:01:13
I survived until I was on the verge of death. My pupils gradually disintegrated into countless pieces of broken glass. Each piece was imprinted with memories of a person. Scattered in this "white and really clean land." , C, D is ABCD, but if you look at it carefully, it comes from countless cells and will decompose into countless dusts. You can't choose to come, but you can choose to give up death, which is the ultimate proposition of philosophy.
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Camryn 2022-03-27 09:01:13
The ghost of life hits the wall, and the memory sees the light and dies
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I'm Thinking of Ending Things quotes
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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?
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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.
