Like a horror movie, shooting a small thing in reality, sometimes it is a little warm, like a cup of hot milk bought by a tramp for a lost girl. People like Johnny don't seem to be suitable for living in this world, so anxious, troublesome, and his constant chatter is enough to be annoying. I'm really curious about what made him go from absorbing books to pour out his thoughts in the process of his growth into the present. Those things seem to overflow his mind all the time, making him unable to be an ordinary person with a regular life, so he can only keep pouring out and wandering. For him without a foundation, the cost of wandering and pouring is already high, he has to pay, and has to lose some respect that he may have for this, even if this respect is not necessarily important to him. He should be harmless himself. Except for the women who demanded from him, he never took the initiative to harm those women who didn't take sex as a demand and didn't use sex to fill the emptiness of life. But the reality is that his existence itself is already a threat to women. After all, there are already too many men in reality. He can't talk to them about God, doomsday, and sex in a gentle and equal way. The moment of his opening is like a threat, and he can't understand it. The panic and stress of the woman showed a condescending indifference in it. He is a failure of life. Anyone who tries to accept him can't help sacrificing his peaceful daily life, and those who are already empty cannot hear his catharsis.
The security guard used to be the person most willing to understand him in the movie, but finally realized that the assumption of a homeless man was far less important than life, or nothing important, as long as he lived peacefully and at ease. Johnny himself may have thought, perhaps he never thought, that he did not choose that kind of life, but was incapable of choosing, just like a congenital mentally retarded patient might not be able to understand what is normal. Johnny’s wandering and catharsis seem to be a terminal illness that he is letting go. For this reason, he will not hesitate to steal the insulting money left by the strange man’s infringement of the woman who is obsessed with him. The only conscience left is not knowing whether it is out of curiosity or serious consideration. Or maybe there are none of these in his world, just a thinking universe made up of words that doesn't help life. This alone constitutes the only hope and proof of his life.
He is incompetent, powerless, and unable to choose. His kindness and rogue cannot be proven. He can only be a marginal person in reality, whether active or not. And an ordinary person who is not yet dyingly ill, even if he can't have the leeway to tolerate trouble like Louis, at least he can at least be like a bean-cooking woman, shut out trouble and hurt before he perceives it, and stand on his own indifferently. Reality.
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