If I can still laugh at the stupidity of the characters in the film at the beginning, the messy multi-headed development of the story later, the chaotic ups and downs of existence made me very uncomfortable and impatient, like watching a group of demons dance, like watching a drowned The person's death suicide performance, so that I can not have any sense of enjoyment. In particular, this movie is the fourth one I have watched today (it seems that three movies a day is the limit I can accept), both physical and mental fatigue hit me, I watched my watch N times, and yawned N times. In the end, watching has become an ordeal that challenges my endurance. At the end, when the first line of subtitles at the end of the play just appeared at the bottom of the screen, I had already left.
I have to say that the message, emotion, and state of existence conveyed by this film are the types that I most reject. If watching movies and reading books are regarded as a search, finding a book or movie that suits your taste is like suddenly finding a confidant among all living beings, and sometimes even close to encountering miracles and love. ——If I use this analogy, the director and screenwriter of this film are people I can never and never want to regard as friends, and should even be the type that I should avoid actively. Because it goes against my basic expectations of life, the bare minimum.
In addition, the timing of the French film festival is really very bad.
How can you play four shows in one day? ? ? And such a heavy movie is still played at the end of the night, at least it should be replaced with the magic caravan, right?
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