A movie whose impact far exceeds the plot in my heart.
The plot seems to be old-fashioned today, I don’t know if it was new at the time: the hero saves the beauty, the life in danger conforms to the guess that only one can live, the antagonism between the ninja and the samurai, the fight from the younger brother to the boss, the villain The more beautiful the more poisonous, the more injustices are reported.
After watching the whole film, I saw more hatred than I am worthy of my conscience. There is hatred because of love and hate because of hate. It is hatred everywhere. Derived from the entanglement of interests and conscience, the protagonist’s hatred of the villain gives rise to revenge, which creates the hatred of the protagonist. If you can’t love it, you will hate it. The love piled up by self-esteem, jealousy and sarcastic use is the best soil for gestating hatred. After being rejected, the world will become peaceful. Perhaps it can’t be called love. The film’s emotional lines for Lily Pills and Pomegranates are also compared. Rough (after all, it’s not the protagonist’s subject of this film, or kills)
The three important female characters appearing in the film have varying degrees of viciousness. The beautiful traps are tempting and deep, but the traps can hurt themselves while at the same time.
The picture is violent enough. The cold swords and swords fought with bare hands that could be regarded as warm, and the intermittent limbs and blood cascades filled up like a magical purgatory.
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