I fell in love with S1E2 earlier, and naturally I am full of expectations for the second episode of this season. Now it seems that it did not disappoint me after all. The scene and atmosphere at the beginning of the film are not unfamiliar. At first glance, it is nothing more than a utopian setting. It has established a sense of theater beyond the plot. He was hooked into the ranks of indifferent spectators by the director, and the Theater of Justice that appeared later pushed the viewers further to the clouds to overlook this fallacy on the earth. This kind of spared no effort to raise the audience is probably to strengthen the The boundary between you and the people in the play comes from the subsequent elimination of this boundary, which is convenient for you to make a cold trial and then completely pull you into the self-torture of the heroine. Well, I admit that I love this feeling of Xiao Su in the abyss. In addition, I will feel that such a host-guest setting seems to be too suitable for stage play, so look forward to it. No spoilers yet. After the plot unfolds and even the ending of the truth is revealed, I feel familiar, but it does not prevent it from hitting me. When we lose our sensitivity to the reality of life, and even worse, when we lose the ability to participate in the reality of life, we are shrunk and self-sufficiency is a futile reward. Do we still qualify for redemption? When all the freshness is replaced by the scene, all the senses are stretched but no trace of truth can be touched, and trust and belonging will be broken. The so-called hell on earth, do we want to completely decide the solitary ghost? Some people say that hell is terrible, so this film tells us that what is more terrible than the pain of hell is us who create hell and use it to please ourselves! A life in HELL can be AMUSING! In particular, it needs to be said that the endless loop-like punishment in the film is unique to hell. It seems like a metaphor given to us by the director: our life today is actually a hell. Stripped of seriousness and put an end to thinking, there is only a gray road driven by biological pleasure, a sense of meaning dissipated after repeated severe pain to despair and numbness. Like a big funnel inside you, leaking out your dreams and sublime and even the only remaining desires that lead to the light. Looping, looping, looping, until despair and resignation, until even resignation loses strength. When the female protagonist's severe pain is brilliantly laid out and even nakedly performed in the "justice" theater, the tourists not only safely release their voyeuristic desires in a proper language (mind) environment, there must be A flash of thought, like us watching a movie: "Fortunately, that unlucky guy isn't me." Because it's not me and it happens to be her, I don't have to go through a choice; because it's not me and it happens to be her, My heart doesn't have to be tortured. But is that only so? The cause and effect is true. We who abused us like this must be the same us who were abused. It is not because we who were once devoured by the indifference around us, panicked, helpless, and painful, have today's indifference for pleasure and senseless abuse. of us? We are happy to be compensated by such a cheap theater. Be skilled with the sword, die with the sword. Those of us who set up the stage to copy the hell will be judged by the fire of hell. Or, is the salvation of hell's fire the most reliable hope for mankind? "They think we're in heaven but we're living in hell When will they love only time will tell ... Where I'm from so much is going on I Depending like I'm living in the wild, wild west on the beast where the streets is curbed ... If heaven is up there, this is hell on earth This is my society, sex money and drugs So I pay in the streets, I'm like,
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