I finally understand why William Fichtner has been working hard in the film industry for so many years, but he has never been able to find a place of his own. For actors, I have summed up a classic point: he is too own in the play, we can't say that he is not a good actor, but he must not be an actor with outstanding acting skills. It is really not an easy task to express this idea that has been brewing in the brain for a long time but has been ambiguous for a long time.
An actor, acting like what, this is the duty. Don't always draw each character closer to his true personality.
Do you see any resemblance between Forrest Gump and the soldier in Saving Private Ryan?
When you look at the popular dancer singing and dancing on the stage of "Moulin Rouge", do you think of Virginia Wolf, an English writer who is both gay and suicidal?
One is the shrewd, neurotic, suit-and-leather FBI agent in "Prison Break", and the other is a smoking, alcoholic, rough, impulsive, and affectionate fisherman in "The Perfect Storm". A thousand miles of characters, in Fichtner, I see striking similarities: similar expressions, similar expressions, similar actions, similar ways of speaking.
God, how can he play Mahone so vividly, I'm all over the place. Maybe, his acting has improved; maybe, as I said, he's just playing himself.
So, I keep telling myself, what I like is only Alexander Mahone, not William Fichtner, so I won't go after his other works. Anyway, thanks to Fichtner for bringing us a Mahone that everyone loves, hates and argues a lot.
Back to movies.
I've never been a fan of so-called sexy men like George Clooney, and I can't even remember which of his other movies I've seen, but I still remember his cameo in Friends years ago.
As for the shocking scenes in the movie, I have no right to say. A few stormy waves and a few capsize incidents were enough to amaze me.
It's just that it's not right that the captain, the god is also him, the ghost is also him, just returned to the pier and suddenly announced that he was the one who went out to sea, and he was the one who insisted on fishing in that corner under all kinds of ominous omens, ignoring the weather conditions and the advice of his peers, inciting It was he who drove the crew to the entrance of hell, and it was he who finally decided to turn around and escape. In order to satisfy his own selfishness, he killed the whole boat, not necessarily a hero.
Of course, the six tough guys at a critical juncture, the spirit of perseverance, love of life, and pursuit of life, was enough to make me see the end of the film with tears.
Salute to the hard-working fishermen and sea rescuers who have contributed silently! Salute to workers from all walks of life around the world!
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