Han River Monster

Geovanni 2022-10-07 10:03:26


We go on with our own lives. We all thought that we would live our whole life like our ancestors did, slowly, quietly, unnoticed by people, let our whole life pass by before our eyes, and then die. We are ordinary, weak, and incompetent, and we do something big unexpectedly, and we have never imagined that such an inconspicuous person, such a bland life, will be affected by something from a distant country or something unheard of. . However, with the butterfly effect, all things are happening, and all the influences are unfolding slowly and unhurriedly in life with its characteristics and the series of inevitable accidental events in the development of things. come out. So, in the end, we will find that ordinary people like you and me are the ones who pay for all these events. Big people, powerful groups with power, they change the world, and we, the people of the world, pay for all the results, no matter how good or bad, we can only accept all the results. When these things come, the international voice, the measures of the government, the rescue of the specialized agencies, it seems that it is not the same as what we really want, or even the opposite. Perhaps, the only one we can count on is ourselves, although we are so weak and vulnerable.

The arrogant American, with his nose and eyes raised, asked the Koreans to pour hundreds of bottles of formalin into the Han River because of the dust in the laboratory. The Koreans didn't insist either, so they just followed suit. So, a few years later. . . . . .

The useless eldest son Nan Il follows his father to run a small grocery store on the beach by the Han River. This son, lazy, stupid, mindless, is a total waste. When visiting the store, I always lie on the counter and sleep, stealing the squid whiskers from customers, and I dare not go to my daughter's parent-teacher meeting, so I let my alcoholic brother do it for me. The only thing he cares about in this world is his precious daughter Hyun Soo.

The monster appeared and ate a lot of people on the beach. The eldest son fled in the crowd and rushed to fight the monster a few times. However, he lost his daughter and watched as she was tucked into the tail by the monster. , dived into the Han River and took it away. At the same time, Nam Soo, the younger sister who participated in the archery competition, developed a psychological problem and failed to lead the arrow, and only won the bronze medal.

The government closed the Han River, evacuated residents, and concentrated them in the gymnasium. The old father, two sons, one daughter, and four adults cried bitterly in the face of Hyun Soo's portrait, scolded each other, and rolled around on the ground, how ugly it was. The people next to them were unmoved, and the reporters were expressionless, taking pictures and videotaping.

The U.S. Centers for Disease Control continued to play the unique skepticism of Americans, believing that the monster had an unknown virus, and quarantined Nanri and his family who had been in close contact with the monster. As for the monsters, the dead, and the lives of the living, they don't care. They only worry that the virus will spread and threaten the safety of their Americans themselves, even if it's just a rumor.

Hyun-soo didn't die, but was stored as food by monsters. She called Nanri's mobile phone and said that she was in a large pit similar to a sewer, and she couldn't get out, and then the battery was exhausted. No one listened, let alone believed, all the staff just thought they were talking nonsense. In order to rescue Hyun Soo, the family had to flee and search the sewers along the Han River to find Hyun Soo's whereabouts.

The family seeks Hyun-soo and fights monsters while evading the government's search. During this period, I got help and was framed. Nan Ri, a waste snack, counted the wrong number of bullets, causing my father to die from the monster's mouth. During this period, the United States is still preparing to block the unknown virus caused by monsters for the safety of people all over the world. ZF only cared about isolating people, blocking accident zones, disinfecting river banks, and searching for a family, but did not round up monsters and search for missing people. .

Hyun-soo was thrown into a large concrete pothole by the monster, and there were many people thrown next to it, but they were already dead, and the monster used it as a lair. It's been a tough day. The monster brought back a little boy alive, and Hyun-soo guarded the little boy and waited for an opportunity to escape.

This is how it happened, three brothers and sisters, and an anarchist who was picked up by the roadside, the four finally found the monster and chased them all the way, forcing the monster to spit out Hyun-soo and the little boy who had swallowed their stomachs, and then gave them to the monster. It was doused with gasoline, and the sister finally shot the arrow that couldn't be fired in the game.

The monster is dead, Hyun-soo is dead, and the little boy is alive.

Later, Nan Ri was still such a waste, guarding the small grocery store by the river, raising the little boy that Hyun Soo rescued with his life, and playing with him, just like that was Hyun Soo.

This is a rare and good-looking film shot in South Korea. Not erotic, not pretending to be cute, not babbling. It tells the pain and love of ordinary and even waste in the simplest and straightforward way. Before that, and after that, he was a piece of shit, just like us. Life goes on here.

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Extended Reading
  • Muhammad 2022-04-24 07:01:07

    The homeless who appeared mysteriously, the incendiary bombs and rockets of youth, are too romantic. No matter how pessimistic, look at their history, all struggles will not be in vain, and all sacrifices will be remembered. While watching it, what came to mind the most was not the local incident, but the 1992 Los Angeles defense. Whether it's a spectacle of a genre, or a sarcastic humor, it's all just skin, and bravery is the base color. At every fork in the trail, they took the exact opposite path from ours. It's not that we are bloodless, it's just not enough. A little more, a little more, will history be completely different?

  • Nigel 2022-04-20 08:01:04

    B+ / The metaphorical level of the overall play wants to rely on the memory of murder, but the political and class satire of the helpless and exposed and the excellent depiction of the bottom group portraits comparable to mothers are not as good as Yuzi. Combined with a very stereotypical Korean performance and sensational mode, the first hour or so was a disaster. However, the super five-star control of the third act saved the whole film. The rhythm of several darkest moments and the smooth editing of the camera made me faint... / Second brush: The first time was too metaphorical and straightforward, and all kinds of criticism were trivial ; It's much more interesting to watch Bong Joon-ho manipulate these "straight" tones and make them muddled for the second time. There seems to be the same exploration of language and character state interaction as in Parasite, as well as the leaping assembly of multiple implicit time and space levels (not yet mature). The hesitant arrow on the TV screen finally hit the monster with precision, but who did the Molotov cocktail hit?

The Host quotes

  • Officer: Your daughter, Park Hyun-seo, a seventh grader at Dangsan Middle School. She's on the deceased list.

    Park Gang-Du: Yeah, she goes to Dangsan School... she's deceased... but she's not dead.

    [the officer laughs]

    Park Gang-Du: I mean, she died, but she's still alive.

    Officer: Now you're talking in circles.

  • Park Nam-Joo: [wiping away tears] She's so pretty in that photo.

    Park Hie-bong: She looks just like... her mom in that photo.

    Park Nam-Joo: Do you think her mom even knows that she died?

    Park Hie-bong: Not a chance. It's been thirteen years since she popped out the baby and ran off.

    Park Nam-il: [glares over at Gang-du, who is sprawled out on the gym floor, fast asleep and snoring gently] I'd run away, too, damn it.

    [to Gang-du]

    Park Nam-il: You asleep? Huh?

    [He prods Gang-du with his foot, but Gang-du doesn't stir]

    Park Hie-bong: Nam-il.

    Park Nam-il: [to Gang-du] You can sleep at a time like this?

    Park Hie-bong: What are you doing to your brother?