I kept guessing who the murderer was while watching the movie, and I expected it to be one of ten people, but I couldn't be sure. After everyone died, I felt terrifying, even a little hopeless. Can you imagine ten wicked men gathered together? The judge really doesn't have to do anything to make them suspect and hurt each other, and he just has to hide himself.
I was terrified by the story, and I admired how Agatha really gave no hope at all. During the viewing process, I thought of many similar clips, such as "Shutter Island", "The Ultimate Interview", and "Examination to Death". These same films give me the same feeling, they are endless despair and unknown humanity in a closed environment.
I think a good movie or short play is to make people feel pain, and it doesn't even provide any means of treatment, which fundamentally cuts off your self-healing thoughts. In this way, people will reflect, and humanity will be revealed.
Despair is for a discussion of human nature, like me and everyone reading this review, at least, we're starting to think!
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