12 knives of justice

Bertha 2022-04-23 07:02:34

When the law cannot represent justice and the cruel murderers are at large, such laws are no longer believed by people. 12 people who chose to stick to their inner "justice" in the face of cruel reality picked up the murder weapon and stabbed the wealthy businessman one by one. Their chests have achieved their "substantial justice", but the unavoidable fact is that the rules of reality have been broken, and the revenge-style "private jury" that uses violence to suppress violence may not necessarily bring "completeness" in human nature to everyone. . "The rule of law must be above all else, and even if it is unfair, it should be enriched with beliefs and made stronger over time. Once legal beliefs collapse, civilized society will have no place to live."

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  • Terrence 2021-12-21 08:01:17

    I don’t like Albert Finney’s interpretation of Poirot very much. I have no love for the performances of several other big names. The 12 people in the original work should be a whole, not an acting contest. The 2001 and 2010 versions are more successful than this one. .

  • Dorothy 2022-03-27 09:01:10

    This should be the most luxurious film in the film based on Agatha's works, and it is also the most famous one in China. The first half hour was slightly delayed, and the handling at the end was not good. Ingrid Bergman almost didn't recognize it. The number 12 in the film is very important. Thinking of director Sidney Lumet's debut film, I have to say it's a bit ironic.

Murder on the Orient Express quotes

  • Ratchett: Sit down, sir. Sit down.

    Hercule Poirot: For a moment.

    Ratchett: Just for a moment. Thank you, very much. Well, Mr. Per-row...

    Hercule Poirot: Poirot.

    Ratchett: How's that?

    Hercule Poirot: Poirot.

    Ratchett: Oh, Per-row! Right.

  • Hercule Poirot: What is your profession?

    Ratchett: I'm retired.

    Hercule Poirot: From what?

    Ratchett: Business.

    Hercule Poirot: What sort of business?

    Ratchett: Baby food.