It takes a lot of courage to meet someone ten years later. Especially, he is still a beauty.
I remember that when Yuan Bin was 23 years old, he had baby-fat cheeks, wheat-colored skin, and a half-open shirt collar. He loved to molest the poor girl in the garden or by the swimming pool when he had nothing to do. To be honest, what I liked at that time was the jerkiness in him, that kind of tender domineering. Later, when the girl got a terminal illness, he cried and cried very cleanly. Eyes of that age are black grapes—fresh and juicy, water comes out with a pinch, tears are volatile, very sticky, and very aftertaste.
And I have been ten years away from the days when I liked "Blue Life and Death".
So when I saw Yuan Bin appearing in "Uncle" this time, I couldn't stop myself from covering my eyes with my hands.
The impression is one word: thin. It is a thin body that has been sucked out of the body by a syringe of sunlight, rain, and flowers. He has completely integrated into the tone of the whole film, becoming dry and gloomy. He was wrapped in a navy blue hooded jacket, his eyes were dark under the brim, his eyes were heavy, and his half-length forehead was messed up to cover his right eye. He bought noodles and quick sausages from the auntie, and went home slowly. Stopped in front of a handful of white chrysanthemums in the street flower shop.
A few years ago, he was an assassination agent for the Intelligence Agency. However, due to the criminal's revenge, his wife and her fetus in her abdomen died tragically, and she also suffered serious gunshot wounds.
You see, if a person has a bloody story, he can't move lightly anymore. Because of everything in this world, it came to remind him of the past.
This humble life, it swallowed the young master in the fairy tale alive, and only spit out the bones. Although Yuanbin hasn't really become an old man, he is indeed not young anymore.
Compared with shaping, time brings more damage to people. Even this damage is not spectacular. Its method is similar to cannibalization, slow and graceful, but there is no escape or resistance. It is the only complete hegemony in the world.
It was at the scene where Yuan Bin was naked to shave his hair with a knife and a knife in the mirror, and I realized that the decayed person will be rejuvenated by a pure desire. He has restored his clean, flat head like a teenager, and he wants to rescue the little girl from the house next door, Xiaomi, alone from the dark tissue that pirated and sold living organs.
The behavior of shaving hair seems to me decisive, even though it is so calm and calm on the surface. For example, for a woman after a broken relationship or a person who wants to escape from the empty door, shaving her hair is to build a bridge of rebirth for herself, step by step from the previous life to the door of this life. In Yuan Bin's case, it was undoubtedly the purification before the massacre.
After that, he wielded a knife and a gun, shattered bones, exploded heads, and chopped up people's arteries, and bloody blood splashed everywhere. He no longer shed tears as he did ten years ago, except that his eyes were flushed-a person burned by the fire of revenge and destruction cannot be wet.
Even when the mob broke the bottle in his hand with one shot, Xiaomi's dug out eyes fell to the ground and flicked a few bullets. He also only raised his head extremely slowly to look at his opponent, his face covered with blood and rouge, but his expression was extremely clean, with a childish ignorance and innocence. It seemed that he didn't want to kill, but the mob in front of him awakened the god of death.
This feels very strange, making me pity and fear, wishing to be his mother and maid at the same time. Yes, what surprised me was Yuan Bin's innocent desire to kill as a baby and Shura fit together.
The desire to kill is truly terrible once it becomes innocent. Because there is no worry, panic, and even kindness, it has become an innate instinct.
But those who dare to kill people innocently like this are mostly people who don't want tomorrow. He said-those who live for tomorrow will be killed by those who don't want tomorrow.
It is true. Tomorrow is not necessarily beautiful, but everyone wants it. But it is not in vain, you reach out to it, it is bound to be held back by it. But if a person makes up his mind to abandon tomorrow, he has no weakness, he has all the energy that life itself gives him. This energy is very appalling.
So at the end of the film, Yuan Bin can kill so brilliantly. It was also there that I suddenly realized that he was so thin this time, he had to be so thin.
He stood there with a sharp knife, without a curve of compassion, but hissed outwards with murderous aura. As if only the most primitive lines are left, there is no flesh and blood, and no soul. He walked against the light and shot and killed the last criminal. There is no emotion in his eyes, no shadow of yesterday, no light of tomorrow. It is an existence like Shura, not in the living realm, nor in the dead realm.
The slogan of this film has always been "Korean version of "This Killer Is Not Cold"", in fact, apart from the two characters of the killer and the little girl, there is really no connection between the two.
I personally thought that Yuan Bin would still save him if he didn't need Xiaomi, replaced it with a little boy, or any other good people. This is determined by the secret agent factor he has hidden in his body for many years, and Xiaomi only awakened him.
Matilda is a completely different kind of character. She is beautiful, aggressive, not even kind. At the age of twelve, she prematurely exhibited an unknowingly innocent style, a charm from the spirit to the flesh, full of deadly gunpowder. Leon's death is simply a sacrifice for this beauty, he can't escape. Just ask, who else can be like his little fairy, full of bones and a knife?
Looking back at our millet, it's like a bowl of vegetable rice soup from a distant age, without any meat, it's completely ascetic. For her, if her heart rippling for a second, it would also produce a sense of guilt.
Therefore, I was only fascinated by Yuan Bin's murderous aura throughout the film. Wanting to come to the movie is after all a meeting with nowhere to go. In its two hours, I and the people in the play have no grievances of yesterday and no hope of tomorrow. I did my own Shura once.
2011.09.06
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