Looking at dirt is purely because Yimei's face is my favorite. Once there is a little brother I admire, I will search for all their appearances or something. After watching it, I first sighed that Yimei, the Scottish red panda, really used life. Explain that even if I play a villain and ruin my figure, I will still have red lips and white teeth, lively and moving. You bite me. Speaking of acting, I'm just an amateur watching movies. I can't judge from a professional perspective such as the performance of lighting, stage, script, actors, etc. I just feel that his performance makes me unable to think of the shadows of other characters he has created. From my point of view, let the audience enter. The play is a great success. The film does not have long pauses for more than 100 minutes. It is very jumpy but logical. I think it is a good film.
The character Bruce is a poor man, a poor man who used to be a good man, a poor man who has been living in the shadows of the past. A brother who is too good, his father's negligence and indifference, and then there may be a backlog of emotional outbursts, and it may be intentional to stand by and watch the death of his younger brother, the king. "If he didn't have his father, he would look at me one more time." Once there is an excellent role model around, the mediocre one will become a joke after a meal, but we will never blame strangers who are spectators. Is that role model, in order to get the so-called fair treatment. I have never thought that the shadow of childhood is an excuse for a person to abandon oneself and mutilate others. It is human instinct rather than a specific reason to avoid or not accept or even completely deny it because of fear of harm. Bruce amplifies the damage and becomes the reason for him to do whatever he wants above the rules. There are two kinds of people in his world, one is the broiler and the other is the enemy, and he wants to look down rather than be looked down on. In the end, he explained to his colleague in the face of his wife, I just wanted to keep her by my side, but the colleague broke his hand. I suddenly thought that he wrongly thought that as long as he was in a high position, his wife would come back and everything would be fine. Reverting back to the way it was, was like when you thought killing your brother would get your parents' attention. When we desperately want to get or save something important, there will always be an illusion that if we get special power or status, we will get a chance to reshuffle the cards. I think this is a kind of self-satisfaction. The way of rationalizing all means by who and whom is an excuse is actually to vent the sense of irreparable powerlessness. True, sometimes the wish is fulfilled this way, but sometimes the goal is the opposite of the way you choose, and everything falls apart and the scars of the past are bloody pierced. I have to say that living is very difficult. A good life depends on the conditions. Bruce's hysterical and neurotic lifestyle will one day destroy himself like a snowball. , the sense of inferiority that is useless even if it is vented on anyone. Bruce has always put himself in a position where he can easily play with anyone, the people around him are evil, then I am the first to do evil, I laugh at abuse and play with you to get pleasure from it, so why dress up as a wife at night as if she is still there next to me. Poor people must have something to hate, and conversely, hateful people must have something to be pitied about. The first thing the short little brother does when he finally makes a comeback and becomes a winner in life is to trample the underdogs. Fake goodwill and pure malice make people feel very fresh. Bruce is a collection of everyone's malice. Corpses are everywhere. Bruce never goes around declaring himself a good person after doing evil, never in the name of good, just like a mischievous child, so of course he will collapse, when the malicious aggregate radiates out the hidden side of everyone's heart, it is like water The resources are automatically updated, everything is back to normal, but the same thing will happen many times. When Bruce chooses to commit suicide to end himself, the widow and mother and son come to visit him by accident. Bruce asks the camera happily and reshuffles the cards. what.
Bruce reminds me of some unpleasant past, but it doesn't matter, it matters that I may always live in the shadow of some people and things and can't get out. Crawling and struggling to move forward, he may fall again at a certain moment, but he still struggles not to fall. In the repeated ups and downs, he constantly has to grab the straw and constantly exert too much force, laughing at himself and disgusting himself, and watching himself. Doing the wrong way and unwilling to repent, until the end really reshuffles the cards. As a poor creature, I am still a small human being, and I want to jump out of this vicious circle from time to time, but this is something I deserve as I am, and I cannot deny it.
Well, in the end, I don’t know what to express. This film resonates with me a lot. What I write is what I think at the moment. It’s illogical but true. The analysis of the characters is more important than the color of the plot, the technique, and the shooting technique. Biased towards schizophrenia.
Faust said, please stay for a moment, it is so beautiful.
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