When the film ended with Michael Caine's sad face, I looked back and saw the name of the writer. I laughed, like the grim soundtrack in the film. Not to mention the scripts on the shelf, just those proud prologues. I can't help but feel ashamed that I almost fell asleep in midfield.
As far as this work is concerned, from the set to the soundtrack to the choice of actors, it is Pinter's style. Just like every time the soundtrack gives me the impression, it is cold, gloomy, silent, explosive, and tactful piece by piece, like snowflakes that suddenly appear in winter. Sometimes gray, sometimes bright, mottled in traffic.
However, there is only one house, four rooms, two people, three kinds of alcohol and a gun. Not sure why a watermelon knife is used. Haha, maybe to match Tindo's vulgar dialogue? Or nakedly show Andrew's cunning and cruelty.
That being said, I still like the feeling. As a playwright, Harold Pinter was a Shakespeare executioner. He inherited elegance, but added social blackness. That metallic-toned set is proof. Maybe it's down to the director, but I think it must have been heavily influenced by the writers. Because the spirit is in the script.
When Andrew stood in front of the twisted wire-carved villa in the hall, everything became so wonderful. Is this the last? I think everyone is asking. Should we pity this WITTY OLD MEN and find a suitable excuse for what he has done, or should we sigh for the life he has been worthy of no matter what.
They all compliment each other as wise men. However, cleverness is their Achilles heel. For a woman who only thinks about money, for a war that is doomed. Play with yourself~
Yes, at the end of the film, Andrew's love and sorrow. It hurts. It was very interesting to be clever but to be mistaken by cleverness. I don't know when the black script turned him into a deep pain and stabbed us hard.
It's a game and it's a war. Tinduo was still too young to see his siblings dancing and calculating the score. I can't help but feel sad. It hurts my eyes deeply because we do it every day. In fact, the exchange is only a lose-lose. The woman is back, and Tindo doesn't care. Is he right? If you are married, you can get a divorce, if you can't get a divorce, you can still cheat.
I love Jude Law's crazy expression as much as I love Johnny Depp's exaggeration. Needless to say, both are handsome, but handsomeness cannot explain their mentally ill acting skills. They always face the old actors and show their disrespect calmly, even the same-sex kisses, trampling among the elders is just a sublimation of art.
However, compared to Michael Caine, Jude Law is just a child. No, it should be said that, relative to the basic social principle of being able to bend and stretch, a momentary victory and a momentary calculation are not enough. The most important thing is the power of the final blow.
It's just that, like all songs, there is an ending. What I lament is that since it is a game, the principle of two wins in three games cannot be violated and subsided. As an actor, Ting Duo relied on her own acting skills, and the old and declining policeman was just as eager for quick success in her heart. As a result, things had to go to a dead end. That leading score doesn't end the game, only the death of one side does.
Is it too scary? I think more than 30 years ago, maybe someone would have thought this way. So far, it has been indifferent. There are more and more people who are still smiling and pulling the trigger, and we will only get more and more out of control and have to die.
Ha ha. I've been a little negative lately. So, this is just a game. GAME OVER just fine $$$$
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