This is the kind of film that is comfortable to watch, with sensual comfort and spiritual comfort integrated into one. 200 hours of footage, 83 minutes of finished film. The splicing is exquisite without any traces, regardless of chapters, without narration, but the attitude is clear, clear and dense, lyrical and not promiscuous. The Chinese name of the god of sushi is good. Those clichés about food and service are gone here. Erlang Sushi's diners are in a relationship different from the past, like a pilgrimage, with a subtle competitive mentality in their tension, competing with themselves in Erlang's dojo, in front of them. The Erlang God is very solemn and solemn. The eldest son, Zhenyi, used a lot of metaphors to describe the climax experience brought by sushi, and he also used a proper name, which he can't remember. At that moment, the whole world is on the tip of your tongue.
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