Do not ask me why

Celestine 2022-08-05 21:03:32

I was attracted to this film because of the illustration-style villain on the promotional poster, grinning sharply while holding a long bloody knife in his hand. The film was more than two hours long, and my head was still confused after watching it. All I know is that the old lady who looks amiable and forgetful and dusted is the real culprit in this series of serial murders. But why did she kill someone—the lack of explanation seems to be the biggest loophole in the film.

Later, after reading another blogger’s comment, I figured it out. In the second murder case, when the musician’s older housekeeper did it, the housekeeper said, "Of course it was done by a lunatic, who else can there be? There are always many lunatics in this world, and they just can’t catch it!" There is no reason, she kills when she wants to kill, just like being entangled in the demon and can't stop... Is this a full stop for this movie (otherwise I think I really can't calm down after watching this movie)

Everyone is dead It was very miserable, everyone died not so real, just like a puppet in a fairy tale being ruthlessly dismantled by the master.

And why do musicians want to go to the bottom? It's instinct. People cannot contain their curiosity and desire to explore...

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Deep Red quotes

  • Gianna Brezzi: I think that a woman's gotta be independent so she can...

    Marcus Daly: Oh, don't start with me about all that woman's stuff. It is a fundamental fact... men are different from women. Women are... weaker; well, they're gentler.

    Gianna Brezzi: They're what? Weaker? Gentler?

    [she howls in laughter - stops laughing, stands, unbuttons jacket, moves to the table, determinedly clearing it]

    Marcus Daly: What on earth are you doing?

    Gianna Brezzi: [sitting again and holding her arm up, wriggling her fingers] Come on, Tarzan. Why don't you try me?

    Marcus Daly: What's that?

    Gianna Brezzi: Arm wrestling.

    [brusquely]

    Gianna Brezzi: Come on. Then we'll see who's weaker!

    Marcus Daly: Oh, don't be ridiculous!

    Gianna Brezzi: You backing out?

  • Carlo: Look, maybe you've seen something so important you can't realize it.

    Marcus Daly: But... I'm just trying to understand, because...

    Carlo: You know, sometimes what you actually see and what you imagine... get mixed up in your memory like a cocktail... from which you can no longer distinguish one flavor from another.

    Marcus Daly: But I'm telling you the truth!

    Carlo: No, Marc. You think you're telling the truth, but in fact... you're telling only your version of the truth. It happens to me all the time.