With a little bit of creative shards, it's time to get a screenwriter, draw the outlines, refine the details, patch the holes, shoot, produce, distribute.
But this movie, like the script written by amateur passers-by during the screenwriter's strike, wrote a thousand words and digressed a thousand miles. Just like the movie reviews I wrote, I rambling about, if I feel like I should add something, I just stuff it with whatever I want, as long as I can make time for it.
The male protagonist just found "his own house", and was then set on fire. When he got under the house and shot, why didn't the man with the flamethrower fall forward, so the male protagonist would be roasting sweet potatoes, GAME OVER.
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