Dead bodies of the living

Elenora 2022-04-19 09:02:43

The blood-colored Seine, the "corpses" of living people, trust and companionship, slience=mort, the bizarre night scene and the raging virus under the microscope... The real helplessness and madness, the government's inaction, the interests of pharmaceutical companies, and the few They have to act up as a group, for themselves and for those who might be their companions but are fortunately not yet. Sean's life is very short, a radical, it seems that he has changed a lot and nothing at all. His ashes are finally scattered on the dining table of those politicians. Anyway, there will be no sympathy. Nathan and Sean should not be said to be the only love for each other, but in that special period, Nathan met Sean, was attracted and fell in love, and then because of Sean's illness, Because of responsibility, trust or something else, he accompanied him to the end. In the sex with Tim after the ashes were scattered, he finally broke down and cried, so I also put aside the question of why he would seek.. when Sean died, people still need a little comfort when they are vulnerable. The ending is pure silence, with the credits rolling in silence after the twinkling lights and the dance floor, and that's probably the only way this movie could have ended.

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  • Madelyn 2022-03-27 09:01:18

    Those planning, debating, demonstrating, speaking, negotiating, even dancing and sex are the tension of life, they express their anger, and they go to spread it and let everyone know where they are. This is very enviable, because our marginalized people may Numb anger is gone. Anger is also a kind of tension. It is like a spark that needs oxygen and incitement, or it will go out. The group presented in this film is like a flame that is trying to burn.

  • Stewart 2022-03-19 09:01:08

    The floating dust on the dance floor met with a blizzard, and the blood in the bathtub overflowed the Seine River. The 19-year-old desires fire and dry wood can ignite a blizzard, and the 26-year-old's ashes are clear and turbulent and flood the Seine. Among the colorful stripes, dancing cheerleaders seemed to celebrate my 19-year-old pride; in the lying team, the cross in my arms seemed to mourn his 26-year-old death. Before the meeting, the news of Sean's death was announced. Everyone snapped their fingers and pretended that nothing happened because the battle had not ended.