So that every time I talk to people about the word "human nature", I will make up my own mind: an ignorant girl who has just liberated her brain from a brain-dead drama dog blood movie, is no longer simply satisfied with the simple dramatic reversal of the characters, always Excessive efforts to explore here and there, in the end, all the heartfelt feelings can only be turned into tears, the mouth is too stupid to know how to express it, so I am overwhelmed and pretend to attribute them all to "human nature" Two words.
It's these two people again, the two people who played "The Furnace" back then.
Like The Forge, it's a story of despair, it's a story of hope.
Where hope and despair are intertwined with each other, there is always a vague and mysterious reaction. That is something in the core area. We try hard to study it clearly, study it and study it, and come up with a word called "human nature".
I wasn't recommended by Moments, but the first label I saw was "Humanity", so I wanted to watch it.
Koreans are very bold in making films. They talk about the government, the army, violence, political violence, psychological violence, abuse your three views, and then give a little hope.
Kong Liu was on the phone when he appeared on the stage. He was an elite who worked hard in a turbid world. He had a daughter and an old mother. He was unhappy in his marriage. He suddenly thought of "The Furnace" in which he stood with a vase in his head and stood at the principal. The scene outside the door.
What I want is such a person, who has been weathered, struggling to survive, and has experienced many years of weathering in his heart. Let us cut open his heart and see if the heart is still alive. That thing can be called "human nature".
It needs some special reasons to reach people's hearts - this is the charm of zombies.
The question is very simple, what do you do when something terrifying like that comes at you?
When I got off the car for the first time, my daughter said to her father, "It's right to tell others, you only have yourself in your eyes." I looked into the little girl's eyes and instantly felt that the screenwriter was really hateful, because at this moment , I agree with my father's approach, the screenwriter makes me feel that I am very hateful.
We were going bad faster than we could imagine - that's what I was thinking at the time.
But no one would have thought this way when they were young, and only when life and death were at stake would a father teach his daughter, "You don't need to be humble at this time, you can just think about yourself."
Maybe it was a little embarrassing, I thought at the time : You little brat, that's when someone protects you to escape, and you have the opportunity to show off that set of knowledge you've learned. After a few years, you won't be in your father's arms, and then meet the zombies, you try.
Why does it change? Who made me bad? I am undergoing an unknown change. Before the comparison, I thought it was a matter of course, so which side is really rooted in our hearts? Which one should be taken for granted is the performance of the real "human".
The things that cannot be distinguished are called "human nature" for the time being.
I'm a little annoyed, looking forward to this film developing in a dark direction, I don't want this little girl to speak about "human nature" as a representative.
At this time, I still regard "humanity" as the halo on the top of a person's head, the light behind him, because I just looked into the eyes of the little girl and chose to escape by myself, and I still scolded myself in my heart - you inhuman fellow .
It turns out that I was wrong, "human nature" is not a good word, and "human" is not a kind of good. As the train moved forward, in the small compartment, I confused the difference between humans and zombies.
The ugly and terrifying appearance of zombies was there, and I saw the bottomless hearts. Interesting comparison, what kind of unknowable unbearable and messy is there in the human heart, the terrible things we can imagine - zombies, is it enough? Disgusting enough? It's not enough, because the human mind can't see it, can't imagine it.
From when they escaped back to the car, the main event came. The old, young, women and children hiding in the cramped toilets huddled together; the three men in the tenth carriage were a golden combination of a young man, a rough man and an ice cube face; most people".
The three carriages, sisters, husband and wife, father and daughter, lovers, are all separated. But at this moment, I was greatly impacted, or rather, encouraged - when disaster strikes, we will choose to run for our own lives, but please protect the people around you as your family, because your family is also being Who protects, when we all have this kind of power, everyone will overcome this disaster and live together.
But the next sentence shattered this illusion, the people in the fifteenth car said to the schoolgirl - our family is dead, why risk saving your friend.
"Most people" is an inexplicable weapon and inexplicable power. "Most people" have reasons to oppress and sacrifice a small number of people.
The four-car adventure is wonderful.
The first car, the power of the trio - zombies can be defeated.
The second car, killing a former friend - everyone is afraid, but not afraid.
The third car, the lights, the tunnels - not so scary, they're just mindless animals.
In the fourth carriage, the rescue was smooth, the husband and wife reunited, the father and daughter met - little girl, you will understand when you grow up. Dad is a man who has to do everything and swallow everything.
When the four carriages came down, I even thought the zombies were cute, they were not so scary, they were just knives. They harm people, but they have no intention of harming people.
The fifth car, huh, what would it be?
Here comes the really scary stuff.
Zombies kill people, people kill people, zombies turn people into zombies, and people turn people into devils.
A word from the fat man Jin Changwu can incite a carload of people to kill, and in the face of death, human beings will kill each other. The power of cannibalism is great, because oneself has been hurt, and in order to no longer be hurt, a knife can be stabbed at will, and people can be killed at will. Their eyes are full of ignorant fear and struggle. Some people say that it is the instinct of human beings in the face of death, and the injury of instinct happens to be so ferocious.
Omg, what a lovely instinct! If a zombie could talk, it would definitely say: I don't want to bite, but biting is instinct!
We can't be so brazen, looking forward to the rescue of others, while refreshing our own "instinct" bottom line.
If this is "human nature" -
looking into these people's eyes, I'm thinking, what's a human being, and what's a human being alive? Why don't you become a zombie, it's easier that way.
High fives here—a good movie masters not only the rhythm of the story, but the rhythm of the heart.
The screenwriter probably knows what the audience is thinking. At this moment, my grandma did what I wanted to do the most - she opened the door that blocked the zombies.
She said what I wanted to say the most: "a bunch of scumbags".
Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the way of heaven is good for reincarnation.
Just a moment ago, they united, locked the space, used the loudest possible volume to expel the fear and shame in their hearts, and were thankful that they were away from the last threat.
How I wish that the place we live in is a movie, there is an explanation for good and evil, and retribution is tried and tested. Perhaps this is the law of the world, but unfortunately many people cannot wait for a cycle of reincarnation.
Next, there is the station.
Empty stations, trains crashing on fire, zombies swarming out.
- They are obviously already outcasts.
When the female student died, the baseball brother hugged her tightly and let her bite his neck. No matter what, he couldn't treat her like a zombie and threw her out cruelly - he said, I'm sorry for you.
When the old driver died, he pointed to Deputy Jin, who was originally the person he wanted to save, but in a blink of an eye he became the one who killed him—it turned out to be such a simple thing to abandon life other than himself.
Like the strong man before, the disabled and cowardly homeless man desperately resisted the falling zombies - in front of women and children, he was a man in the sky.
If the end of the world really comes, don't do it again, everyone will die all at once, and don't make people feel "sacrifice".
So uncomfortable.
Sacrifice comes from protection. Protection is the meaning of human beings. Survival is just another direction of protection, or - to be protected. Can it be said the other way around? No, because most people stop at surviving. Ha, I say this, subconsciously turning the word "meaning" into something that ends at the end of life.
In short, it is full of sadness.
Everyone died, except for a man with a child and a pregnant woman with a child.
Also, the half-zombie who can open the door - Agent Jin.
People are always afraid of being hurt, right? Always hope that someone will stop the harm for you, right? But when the hurt is bloody in front of you, you think of others.
The choice made at this moment, perhaps no one understands.
What you don't understand, let's call it "human nature".
The male protagonist chose to sacrifice without hesitation, because the person opposite the zombie was his daughter, and Shengjing, perhaps when Uncle Fat died, he had already treated her as his wife to protect her.
After being bitten, he made the last fight, the last command. In the heart-wrenching cry of her daughter, she finally cried.
Before he died, he remembered what his daughter looked like when he was born, he imagined that feeling, and died with the hope of a new life.
When they came out of the tunnel, the phrase "shoot it" almost made me cry.
At this time, the song sounded, like the sound of hope, the song of life is
okay, okay, we finally hold a glimmer of hope in our hands.
Waiting for the song that must be sung only in the presence of my father, I sang it alone, and one woman and one child walked to the end of the tunnel. That song was sung to the dead fathers.
I am so sentimental, I have forgotten that I wrote this review under the guise of "human nature" at first. I feel ashamed, because I am too shallow.
Moreover, I wrote this article out of order, and it was all "unclear", "do not understand", "do not understand". As for "human nature", maybe I don't understand it today, and I won't understand it in the future, maybe I'm just too naive and should watch more movies with the label "human nature".
In the final analysis, being obsessed with "human nature" is nothing more than a child's character. I always want to quantify things and classify them like a question. The purpose of doing the question is to get the result, and we will use it as experience to solve the next question.
However, the performance of "people" is not taken for granted, and the results are always difficult to distinguish between true and false, and cannot be separated. "Humanity" is a wonderful word, it should be a variable, there are as many "humanity" as there are people.
Life is inherently flawless, so what is it?
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