The learned Johnny brought his powerful theoretical system and spiritual aura from Manchester to London to find his ex-girlfriend. Sophie, the ex-girlfriend's roommate, became obsessed with him, and the ex-girlfriend was deeply disappointed by his still madness. He used satisfying Sophie to cater to Sophie's possession of Sophie to counter the indifference of his ex-girlfriend. In fact, his farewell gift to Manchester was to rape a woman and then steal a car. His sexual and spiritual violence completely conquered Sophie, and her emptiness was full of blood. Sophie's fascination, ex-girlfriend's indifference and disappointment made him stumble from the inside out, and simply walked away. There is always no shortage of homeless people on the streets, and there is always no shortage of lonely people in the city. Few people pay attention to them. The exception is Johnny. He easily walks into the space of others—realistic and psychological: the tramp whose girlfriend has lost his girlfriend, the lonely night watchman, the old and declining and lonely old woman, the conservative restaurant waitress... He indiscriminately talks to anyone who has the opportunity to talk, preaching eschatology, nihilism, and destruction... It is simple to speak completely to bullies, such as homeless people, and direct swearing to silence him; Some thoughts, reading some books, thinking about life, such as the night watchman, it's almost finished. The conventional life thinking, the normal mainstream, was defeated by Johnny Pang’s miscellaneous learning, freely editing various cross-domain knowledge, and eloquent debates. The night watchman was originally aloft, with a warm interior, lighting, safety, books, a job that is easy to drive, food, and a woman across the road who dances by the window every night, but he can be depressed under Johnny’s strong spiritual atmosphere. Go down. The last thing that saves a bit of face is delicious food, "I knew you made it yourself." But Johnny refused to let go of a chance to laugh. The woman who lifted the window dance of the night watchman's infinite eroticism was such an old and sleepy drunkard. She pouted and begged Johnny to give her sex. He refused, on the grounds that "you look like my mother" and left. Shi stole her book. Johnny is always reading. If I saw a homeless man reading a book on the street, I would immediately like it. So a strict and rigid girl like a waitress in a restaurant will let Johnny follow all the way home, let him take a bath, cook him beans, and pour wine for him. Probably moved by his politeness, humor and sincerity, or it may be due to the loneliness that was usually lacking in people's attention, and suddenly turned his face and drove him away without saying anything-is it self-defense after being offended? Johnny didn't understand, and what I didn't understand was that so many undefended people easily opened up spiritual and realistic space to strangers. Therefore, when a pair of men and women suddenly stop when it seems that there is some possibility, there will be regrets, and more fortunate for her. Because, what can be done? It's nothing more than a sex, and then part ways. When Johnny easily boarded the car of the poster man on the street late at night, I simply admired him. But soon, he was as aggressive and talkative as ever in exchange for an old punch. This is the reality we know! The world that Johnny's mouth is bound to destroy. Misfortunes never come singly, and a group of young people on the streets in the middle of the night sent him another violent beating for the purpose of violence. With injuries all over his body, as expected—this is the only place I guessed—he returned to his ex-girlfriend, Sophie. There was another nurse returning from vacation. Several women took good care of him, and Johnny's vitality recovered. Sophie still loves him passionately, and his ex-girlfriend also loves Xu Yi's call to go home, but he limps away and does not forget to steal the "prostitution" left by another man before leaving. Thinkers must also survive. Sophie is gone too. Her world is no longer sustainable after encountering Johnny and being violated by a perverted man. What she lacks is actually the foundation of reality in Johnny's ex-girlfriend. I have to admit that Johnny's cultural coat is very attractive, and a cultured wanderer resembles a thinker. The only thing Johnny didn't drop his book bag in front of the old woman, he told her modestly that he didn't read much. In front of this woman who was strongly sexually hungry but totally non-sexually attractive, Johnny found a book he hadn't read, stole it, and read it eagerly. Mike Li Shengsheng tore the world apart, and took out the side that people rarely see. There are days and nights in a city. When people follow the rules, there will be rebellion and rebellion. When there is so-called normal, there is so-called abnormal. Yunyun was born on his birthday and rested at sunset, and some people came back—not on night shifts, or boundless day and night, walking, talking, observing, infiltrating, escaping and thinking... Looking out from their eyes, I’m afraid it’s full of holes and valleys. Walking dead, poor worm. They are aloft, overlooking sentient beings, compassion, anger and hatred, anger and jealousy are necessary. They take it as their responsibility to ask the sky, the earth, the heart, and the world. They may simply be guys whose souls are more or less out of their bodies, and the degree of extinction may just depend on the distance between the out-of-body soul and the body. Sometimes I really think--especially when waiting for a traffic light at a certain intersection after get off work, and when the light jumps, people will come, and most of them will be exhausted and heavy--how strong are people's nerves? Can it be rubbed, folded, crushed, and defaced? Will anyone suddenly cross the limit of tolerance with one foot, shake his head wildly, or make a long roar, or sing and dance, laugh and cry, or dash away with his feet, and then the world is in him / She changed her appearance, even if she can't turn things around, she can at least shake off her burden? But Johnny, I believe that he is not a small person who was driven mad by this crazy world. The seeds of his madness should come from his mother’s womb. With infinite problems, he is trapped in a vast sea of books, lonely and nocturnal. Constantly thinking, the weird-shaped nuts that he produces are his weapon against reality and a reason to escape the world. Material flow (flow of reality) is no longer the meaning of his life-although he also needs it, eats when he is hungry, wants to take a hot bath when he gets dirty, and wants to sleep on the sofa in front of the fireplace in the cold night-he The soul seems to have been half-dissociated from the body, and the body is just floating in the river of "thought" in response to the steps of the soul. The mouth is the sounder of his soul and the speaker of the preacher. Speaking too fast, too dense, too messy and too urgent, it is inevitable that you will choke a few mouthfuls, cough fiercely, and burst into tears. His body will be injured again. The reality is so cruel. Besides the sexual assault on women, he seems to have no other violent factors other than mental violence. Physical pain will temporarily strengthen the physical presence. He will return to his ex-girlfriend again. She might still shelter him and comfort him, just like she sent him a postcard at a weak moment; or she might have come to her senses and have a life of her own. There may be new female tenants in the house. Johnny might fascinate her with his dazzling soul light, and sexual violence roars down in the spiritual violence. He might conquer her, like Sophie; he might irritate her, and she would call the police, like the woman who left Manchester the night. Then he flees, anyway, wandering is the performance art of thinkers. Another freak-like man, I chose to ignore him, he was almost unmanned. He was either a robot with a malfunctioning system, or he had escaped from a biological laboratory, the kind of "slave species" Johnny had said, male. The cast is excellent and the performances are impeccable. David Huris deserved the title of Cannes for his role as Johnny. Regardless of the music, the responsibilities of rendering are performed extremely well. The lens is also good. In the monotonous and gloomy colors, Johnny stood against the wall, still, and crowded with pedestrians. The noisy lens language of the audience beside the calm soul is very meaningful; Johnny walks, his tall figure is almost equal to that of a building, but what can he do? He cannot interpret the world. Perhaps the most important thing he needs to face is the problem of survival. This terrible world is so realistic. (Do not reprint)
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