Until the last moment, I was still wondering whether he would blink, whether he would die, and whether a Russian friend would come to rescue him. However, Keno, the man who was the closest to God, died just like that. I can't grasp the direction of the film, just like Hill, played by Keno, can't grasp his final life. In fact, at the moment Hill set foot in Russia, everything was uncontrollable, but I was kept in the dark, just like the innocent female shopkeeper later, trusting Hill blindly, watching him follow the missing in an orderly manner like an agent. Partner, able to search for clues in the house, skilfully anti-GPS tracking. I thought he could fight back an alcoholic ambush beautifully, but he didn't. I thought he could refute the female shopkeeper's flirting coldly, but he didn't. On the contrary, he was quite active. The female shopkeeper made her own proposal and secretly followed Hill to meet the gang boss. I thought it was an art master who was brave, but I didn't expect to be humiliated in vain. When the female shopkeeper encountered the humiliating request made by the gang boss, I thought Hill was finally going to draw a gun and beat the votes, but there was no one. Threatened and exploited by people from the Security Bureau, there is no way to get rid of it. In the last stage of his life, Hill's only decision was to decide where and how to die. We are used to movies with heroes, but the reality is cruel.
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