I went to bed after seeing it last night. My dreams were full of scenes of trafficking in human organs. Sometimes I was a trafficker, and sometimes I was a trafficked person.
The ambiguous view of right and wrong brought to me by this film makes me feel a little strange.
At first, I hoped that the female assistant (actually the wife who the doctor declared to be dead a few years ago) would not be found after throwing the body in the field. Later, I was squeezed to sweat for the simple girl who was deceived. When the doctor went to the cemetery to throw the body, I was afraid that he would move too I was found out, and I secretly thanked the hostess after she changed her face. When the pickpocket almost became the victim of the doctor's scalpel as an undercover agent, I was too anxious, but when the female assistant and the doctor were both killed It's a pity faintly.
The film is undoubtedly telling a sinful story, but it seems that it deliberately tries to make it difficult for the audience to distinguish right from wrong. From everyone's standpoint, good and evil have become a vague concept, which makes people lose their view of right and wrong, and spontaneously creates space for thinking about human nature. The concepts of right and wrong restrain each other in conflict, and finally reach a balance.
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in the film review: exploring the dark side of the world through weird and bizarre face-taking incidents. The film has no fake morality and a clear view of right and wrong. Everyone is stubbornly sticking to their own principles. The behavior stems from a father's deep love for his daughter, the female assistant's cruelty stems from repaying her benefactor, and the daughter let a dog kill her father out of sympathy for the girl. From the front, the behavior of these people is horrible and horrible, but from the back, they are all normal and even noble. But this is also the fun of heterochromatic movies, boldly revealing the diversity and complexity of the world and people. It's not a clear-cut subversion of the normal world view, probably only a few people can appreciate the subtleties. (It can also be called personal evil taste)
So this is my personal evil taste:)
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