Freud believed that human beings live to satisfy two instincts, life instinct and sexual instinct. For modern people, it is more to consider sex.
The beginning of the film starts with the male protagonist's deep contemplation in bed. The covered part is only ashamed. Maybe he just finished his business as usual, but this time no one will hear from him again, never again on the phone. Think of the same voice. His daily routine was fixed and simple, calling prostitutes, going to bed, masturbating, working, and sometimes going to bars with his boss for fun. Until one day his sister broke into his life something started to look different.
One of the notable features of the development of human society is the openness to the taboos of sex. Here, seeking pleasure is no longer the privilege of men. There is a lot of excess libido, and everyone is able to do well in the social life of this modern civilization. Sex is private, but we prefer to show this to passers-by. There are more than one scenes in the film making love to the window, and the expression of devotion is shameless. We have evolved to be shameless in this regard. But no matter what, everyone has their own bottom line, and there are private things that people don't want to know. When the hero's hard drive is discovered by his boss, and his sister accidentally sees him masturbating and he likes to talk naked, he becomes manic and restless. , maybe he is unwilling to admit all this, but when it is proved by others that this is you, he has to face this cruel reality. After calming down, he threw away all his things, pornographic books, pornographic CDs, including his own computer. What he can throw away is your bad hobby, but what he can't throw away is your fear of life and loneliness in your heart.
The word emotion has been broken into pieces by utilitarian decomposition. When he intends to take it seriously, he is afraid. The distrust of emotion is deeply buried in his heart. Looking for a prostitute to simply vent his desires and drive away his sister, he went to the other extreme. It was the ultimate emptiness, and after the hard thrusting, he wanted to cry without tears as he climaxed.
The development of human society is like a subway roaring forward. Each piece of history is just a stop. We lustfully live our lives in the carriage until we go to the abyss of degeneration. At the end of the film, the hero's sister committed suicide, and I kept repeating in my mind what she said to her brother when she was kicked out: "I won't hear from you again, don't you think it's sad?" And this sadness is It belongs to each of us civilized people who indulge their desires.
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