A lovelorn with a drug addiction and emotional instability, took a man in a Buberry trench coat who sold his fans to her girlfriend’s party, fear and suspicion made him talk and smoke non-stop, one hour of the film Completed in this bathroom, the two men discussed the most painful things in life from discussing Van Gogh's paintings, using memories and telling methods to explain the general story.
I can still remember the conversation when he was reminiscing about how her girlfriend clarified the importance of "I Love You". His girlfriend said that she watched a science and education film. Scientists did an experiment. A group of people said "I love you" to the rice. They said that the rice was still fragrant for a month. Another group said something like "I don't like you" to the rice, and the rice became moldy a month later. Of course I don't know the authenticity of this experiment. If a group of people do this, I want to tell them that I despise them. The screenwriter actually used it even more contempt.
On the contrary, when describing the man who works in the bank's foreign currency exchange office, it makes people feel that he is finally relatively plump, a man in a five-thousand-pound suit, a man with an appreciation for art, a man who takes drugs and sells it. Because of impotence, my wife had no choice but to leave, and went to an expensive brothel to be abused in order to get psychological compensation. A lot of the dark side of the British class was reflected in him.
The ending is completely romantic comedy, which is tantamount to shattering the one-hour babble in the middle. The protagonist also reminded me of my friend telling me that she once had a British boyfriend, because he found out that he was glaring with other girls, and the friend proposed to break up. As a result, the man was crying at her door for a week, but he still saw him a week later. When he was jumping around happily with other girls, she vowed to refuse British men in the future. I was just a listener at the time, but after watching this film, the only goodwill I had for British men from Hugh Grant was completely disintegrated.
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