Watch this movie when you are at a low point in your life

Major 2022-04-20 09:02:01

When I watched this film, I was very depressed. There are many possibilities for success in life, but I wasted a lot, most of which I knew I could succeed but didn't work hard. Life is not settled, there is no hope in the road ahead, but even some basic things do not want to be done, basically a state of stagnation and stagnation. I turned off my mobile phone, refused all social software, and never met my friends in the same city after returning home. I stayed in the house for a month, I didn’t want to do anything and didn’t dare to think about it. I only relied on games and movies to pass the time. I can't sleep until I'm exhausted every day because I can't sleep at all thinking about the awful things in bed. By the end I was fed up with game movies and felt like my life was about to end, even though I just turned 23.
The protagonist described at the beginning of the film is at the lowest point of life, relying on watching junk TV shows to pass his get off work hours, suffering from partial obesity, headache (physical) and neighbor noise (external factors). Not to mention the blow of the broken family, the willful daughter, the jealousy of the ex-wife to form another family. As for the reason for the broken family, it may be the lack of love for the wife and daughter, or the attitude of not seeking to make progress has ruined oneself and the family. In American values, American men advocate fitness and entrepreneurship, and a fat employee like Frank, who is honestly in the 11-year class, is easily regarded as a synonym for not seeking progress and laziness. In fact, the boss wanted to fire him a long time ago, and he gave him an excuse thanks to the opportunity given by the fat girl.
Everything is falling apart, and the world around me seems to be dying, and society as a whole looks bad enough, even though we don't really feel it fully, just see it in the media, but it's bad enough. So Frank thought about suicide and picked up the Browning 1911 pistol with his dog tag and medal next to it. The director here reminds us that Frank also had his days as an "American Hunk", he believed in the country and dedicated himself to it (although some soldiers enlisted only to kill or stimulate, but in the end they did die for the country), died on the battlefield Escape but was "murdered" by life. When all thoughts are despairing, it is also human nature to suddenly find that one has to pull a pad before he dies. Life is coming, what selfishness are you afraid to hide? These people are damned anyway. Better to destroy everything. Seeing this, I also feel the same way. People who stay in a difficult situation for a long time will always have a complex of broken pots and broken boxes. It is especially easy to give up when you are in trouble both at home and abroad.
I feel very refreshed when I see Frank and Loli taking revenge on the society. These are the things that often flash in our minds, kill all the motherfucker! But when I was writing a review, I couldn't find that feeling anymore. One was the anxiety about the subject matter of the movie. Maybe one day someone will kill someone if they are unhappy. This person may even be me. Although the movie has an almost joking depiction of the murder plot, as far as possible to distinguish it from the real, all this is actually not difficult to achieve, especially in the United States where guns are rampant. In China, this negativity may also be reproduced in other ways (such as bus arson, food poisoning, etc.), and it is not necessarily less powerful than guns. Second, I could never really do something so exciting, at such a small price. Movies are still movies. In reality, it is impossible to abduct Lolita across the province and kill several people while playing without being discovered. In other words, there is no way to get revenge on society in an interesting way, and in reality, morality and conscience will tightly bind us.
All the precious things in life stop our crazy thoughts, except when we really have nothing. But how many sentimental young people really have nothing? Maybe I don't have the money, education, body, or girlfriend, but I still have what a lot of people dream of (or utterly bored with) -- time. Thinking of this is really inexplicably sad.

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God Bless America quotes

  • Frank: [On the air] My name is Frank. That's not important. The important question is: who are you? America has become a cruel and vicious place. We reward the shallowest, the dumbest, the meanest and the loudest. We no longer have any common sense of decency. No sense of shame. There is no right and wrong. The worst qualities in people are looked up to and celebrated. Lying and spreading fear is fine as long as you make money doing it. We've become a nation of slogan-saying, bile-spewing hatemongers. We've lost our kindness. We've lost our soul. What have we become? We take the weakest in our society, we hold them up to be ridiculed, laughed at for our sport and entertainment. Laughed at to the point, where they would literally rather kill themselves than live with us anymore.

  • Office Worker: So what about you Frank? Did you see that freak on "American Superstars" last night?

    Frank: What?

    Office Worker: Last night; that freak on "American Superstarz."

    Frank: No... I mean yes, I saw that accidentally. I don't watch "American Superstarz"

    Office Worker: You don't watch it, but you saw him. What are you too good for the show?

    Frank: Yeah, I'm too good for a karaoke contest that makes stars out of people with no talent.

    Office Worker: *Laugh You can't say that dude, some of those kids have real talent.

    Frank: No they don't. They have good pitch... they're relatively clean, they're non-threatening to little girls and old ladies, they have the ability to stand in line with a stadium full of other desperate and confused people, but I assure you they are talent-free.

    Office Worker: Yeah, well I bet 32 million people would disagree with you bro, because that's how many people called-in to vote last year on the finale.

    Frank: I wish I was a super-genius inventor and could come up with a way to make a telephone into an explosive device that was triggered by the "American Superstarz" voting number. The battery could explode and leave a mark on the face, so I could know who to avoid talking to before they even talked. And I could look and say, "Hm, no you're gonna be saying anything that's going to add any value to my life."

    Office Worker: Yeah, but it's funny. I mean you gotta admit that. Steven Clark, that's funny shit Frank...

    Frank: It's not nice to laugh at someone who's not all there. It's the same type of freak-show distraction that comes along every time a mighty empire starts collapsing. "American Superstarz" is the new colosseum and I won't participate in watching a show where the weak are torn apart every week for our entertainment. I'm done, really, everything is so "cool" now. I just want it all to stop. I mean, nobody talks about anything anymore. They just regurgitate everything they see on TV, or hear on the radio or watch on the web. When was the last time you had a real conversation with someone without somebody texting or looking at a screen or a monitor over your head? You know, a conversation about something that wasn't celebrities, gossip, sports, or pop politics. You know, something important, something personal.