What hides behind the frantic state of existence is the tragic memory of the shameless behavior caused by the ugly jealousy of childhood and the terrifying results. The family with separated wives and children, longing to be understood, but unable to express the pain that cannot be expressed. Every time I am immersed in pain or joy, I will see myself turning into a pig's head in the mirror, and seeing others turning into monsters, transvestites, and magic in the flickering. These are the self-protection of the protagonist's mental illness, preventing the subject from being immersed in intoxicated emotions, which will evoke countless painful memories.
Only in the presence of a young mother who has lost a loved one does she feel some presence, a trace of tension and tenderness. However, he was reluctant to use her to satisfy his sexual desires, and to bring her into his filthy and frantic world. The psychologist in his mind constantly exposes the scars in the protagonist's heart with strange and exaggerated expressions and tones. Why don't we have such a psychologist who constantly analyzes the beauty or unbearable memory of our current living state? ?
In the end, overwhelmed by reality, he blessed and repented for his best friend and kicked off his chair.
It's just that I still don't understand what the same rules apply that appears many times in the movie means.
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