The pace of the film is steady, even slow. The details are very good. When the inspectors came to the house, the eldest daughter mechanically said the lines that Grandpa had taught in advance. When the inspectors went to the second daughter's room to check, Grandpa followed closely, which showed that Grandpa had a strong desire to control. But my grandfather was a teacher in the company and school, and in front of those whore clients, he was a weak and bullying person.
The last ten minutes have been waiting for the reversal.
When the eldest daughter saw her grandfather's death in the room, she smiled, a smile that was suppressed and slowly released. I think Miss Violence is coming out.
It's a pity that it was already hinted that my grandmother killed my grandfather, when I thought that my grandmother had rescued the family. Grandma said. "Close the door."
The eldest daughter's expression returned to her usual sluggishness.
This is not a movie but life. When you are habitually repressed, you lose the ability to resist.
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