Probably I watched this extremely cold VCD in 1999. I watched it alone at home, and I was not a "childhood shadow" like the big guy said with emotion. I was 18 years old at the time, yes, an adult, but I was still scared to death. In the second half, I found a quilt to cover myself. I only showed my eyes to look far away, fearing and disgusting. After revisiting it, I still feel wonderful. Of course, it is neither disgusting nor afraid. After so many years of baptism, I can now finish reading with a smile while eating bibimbap. I really miss the beautiful age of youth that was both an adult and a child.
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