Subjectively, I think this is the best in the Villeneuve sequence. It's like following is my Nolan's best. What accumulated in the later period was nothing but experience and capital. It's not that it's not important, but that it's just a broader possibility. But only genius and inspiration determine the upper limit. Sometimes capital is a bondage. This French film is actually not French at all, it feels like. What surges under the lens of restraint is boundless restraint and despair, that is, mourning. Fortunately, I didn't watch it when I was most pessimistic. Even when I am in a good mood, watching this film still makes people unable to breathe. The campus shooting is shocking and unbelievable to the adults, shaking his head and sighing, but among students, in our generation, people who grew up in campus machines, they feel extraordinarily kind, the kind of deep oppression, the gloom of winter, the world There is no light. It's not hypocritical, it's not that I didn't grow up, I sincerely despise those who say this. Is the sorrow of elementary school students not painful? Only the material anxiety of your midlife crisis counts? I didn't experience it personally at that time, and the comfort I said was that the scar was healed and the pain was forgotten. But there are still a group of people who suppress their sadness, face life, and do everything they can to avoid pain. And the thug who broke out in silence, who is more pitiful, who is greater, this is not what you and I are qualified to judge. Don't stand on the right side and gesticulate, you are away from those, nothing. The moment the male protagonist shoots, he has a lot of opportunities. If we don't ruin all of this, that's the majority of us. When everything is depressed, when everything is irretrievable, and life is just pain, destruction becomes inevitable. Let's talk about motivation. The director obviously discussed this. Male power is just a cover up. This is not, at least not mainly a gender movie. The male protagonist is actually a girl who has admiration, maybe it is not love, or inferiority in his heart. He turned love into anger, deeply desperate for the world, picked up the automatic rifle, and got the respect of his dreams in a short moment, or say It's fear. The sense of superiority in his heart is just a counterattack to his indifference to others. Besides, there are no shortcomings. The male protagonist is too unique, incompatible, high IQ, and gloomy. At first glance, he is a potential stock of murderers. However, if you act like an ordinary person, it may be even more terrifying. There is also a possibility. In fact, this large amount of subjective time is not a cold watch at all. Who told me that this film was restrained? Slow rhythm does not mean restraint. The male protagonist's maverick, unique, and chosen son is nothing but the fantasy of his crazy mind. Hey, funeral, watch carefully. ps In my heart, this piece is still not as good as sitting on the ground with an elephant. ! ! !
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