A mess of neuroticism.
But I have to say that the picture quality is my favorite type.
I wonder what the two of them are doing, doing nothing to do with drugs all day long, living in a five-star hotel, driving a high-priced sports car, life is really comfortable, this is dream.
The movie is full of all kinds of lonely, frustrated, desperate people.
Photojournalists represent lustful Americans. The old couple who quarreled with the hotel manager and the hotel manager are typical angry Americans.
The innocent and ignorant girls who love to paint are confused girls, and the young people who fled on the highway. The
humiliated waitress in the restaurant represents desperate Americans,
and two horrified male protagonists. They are the representatives of the unruly Americans in the 1960s. They are hippies, and they are the Beat generation.
They live in this special era of post-war material rich but mentally paralyzed. Young people are confused and at a loss. They are surrounded by drugs. Perhaps drugs are their only spiritual sustenance. Marijuana is God, leading them to experience time and time again. To an unparalleled adventure.
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