why should i watch a movie

Randi 2022-11-17 16:41:36

Stewart, definitely not a comforting movie. It can't make people laugh, it can't have the sweetness of love, it can't expand its horizons, and it can't learn from successful experiences. In general, it's not a comfortable movie.

So, while watching the movie, I kept thinking why should I watch this movie?

A drug-addicted homeless, rickety, sloppy, stuttering, is the kind of group who will definitely walk around when you meet on the street. What does the film around him do to me?

What is the use? Suddenly seeing the barrage on the screen, the indifference of the middle class. Could it be that my thoughts are the concrete of indifference? Although I am not middle class. But for the most part the philosophy is "it works for me". Therefore, I like to watch the glamorous urban life, the palace machinations of swords and swords, all of which are upward, and all that I expected and did not have. For the downward, indifferent.

In the end, this kind of humanistic care for the disadvantaged groups gave me more to open up my empathy, be more tolerant of people, and have a deeper understanding of human diversity.

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Extended Reading
  • Ole 2022-06-07 14:04:13

    I feel sad about Stuart’s encounter, and because of his situation, a devil was born in his heart. What surprised me was that Guavy, the older brother Stuart cared about, was the culprit of the devil; Shows the perseverance to watch BC... Tom Hardy makes me hard to recognize, but the acting is really good, but the appearance of BC has not changed much.

  • Myrl 2022-06-07 17:26:13

    The old wet saliva sounds so cute~ The queen is dim~

Stuart: A Life Backwards quotes

  • [last lines]

    Alexander Masters: The book was finally published in April 2005. I think Stuart would have liked it.

  • [Alexander plays a tape in his car that Stuart gave him]

    Stuart Shorter: Hi Alexander. It's Stuart.

    Alexander Masters: Hello, Stuart.

    Stuart Shorter: ...I've had lots to drink and that. I can't help reflect, about my brother, and my brother's friend. And they didn't believe me. And they didn't care. And the abuse, being asked to do things that I wouldn't have thought possible that anyone, could ask of an eleven year old. I just head-butted. And head-butted, and head-butted. The more you speak, the more you disbelieve. And no one listened to any thing I had to say. And I just sit here drinking, having mad conversations with myself. Talking about mutilating myself. Killing myself. Dragging down those who are responsible. I want to just lay down and die. I feel so dirty and fucking horrible. Hating and attacking anyone I get close to. I just wish there could be an escape from this madness.