Watching certain dishes requires a specific atmosphere, such as tightening the curtains in the middle of the night to suppress the trembling of the street when a large truck is roaring, and covering it with a thick blanket to block the damp chill, but I found that last night. In addition, we also need to stock up some food and wine that can stimulate the taste buds and make the stomach squirm happily, especially at the beginning, holding the remote control, flexing the legs and watching the "I Serve the King of England" in a chair, but the camera is too close. A long, slightly ridiculous, calm narrative appeared mercilessly with a warm and drooping pink sausage: "In my whole life, I only yearn to be a millionaire, but before I become a rich man, I just want to be on the train. Stand to sell sausages.” On weekdays, sausages and hams are only taken into their arms when they are hungry, and the appetite does not come from their slightly technically mixed red meat with spices and starch. But the pink color swaying under the light or the dark red light slightly lifted their hips and hit my pupils, just like the posters in Fellini's movies that show the busty women and the noisy train station. There was a clamor: everyone will have ham and green beans.
Love Hrabal, so I made infinite guesses before, and I was relieved that after watching it, it did not disappoint me, even if it did not have a particularly surprising shot, it allowed me to review the "Tin Drum" in the process of watching the movie. Absurdly thinking of the roses dotted on the female body in "American Beauty" moved Chaplin's tearful laughter and recalled that the history teacher once said that the excellent blood of the Kangba man made Hitler's heart moved. I originally liked those wise narrative voices bursting with the savoury simplicity behind the light and shadow, so I switched emotions and fluently in the joking, ridicule and peaceful, documentary atmosphere created by the two spaces of the present and memory. And natural. In fact, in watching movies, I don’t feel relaxed: he would lie on the ground looking for coins in spite of his dignity, but spend a lot of money and indulge in food and color, always standing upright, and able to accurately tell the customer’s liver disease. Mr. Skshvanka, who ordered pesto bread and tea, was taken away by soldiers for defending the dignity of the Czech nation. Yang Dite struggled to chase the train but was unable to pass the sandwiches held high in his hands to the suffering people who were locked in the carriages or transported to the concentration camps. Lisa stared at the portrait of the Führer solemnly while creating a next generation of fine blood with Yang Dite on the bed...Sorrow and fear always hit me inadvertently, until the narrator picked up the beer in his hand and told me: People often become a real person in accidents, when they collapse, derail, or become out of order. As told me at the beginning of the movie: my happiness often comes from the misfortunes I have encountered.
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