Whether it is the city of Katsu Shintaro and Takeshi Kitano, or the Kiyobei of Yamada Yoji, and Katagiri Sozo, these Japanese swordsmen are always more human than domestic martial arts, full of emotional appeal. Below, the latter has almost completely become a fantasy of strange power and chaos. The great man is the country for the people? I'm afraid it's big, unreasonable, and illusory.
The Kiyobei who compares his daughter to the mature rice in the field and the flowers in full bloom, with pens and ink in front of him, quietly admiring the chanting of silk, and abandoning his status as a samurai and holding the hand of his beloved woman, is worthy of their waist. Of the sword.
And they are the winners. The victory of Kiyobei may make people let go of the hanging heart. Katagiri's hidden swords and ghost claws are surprisingly admirable, and some of them let go of the sigh of Yaichiro Hazama and his forbearing and sad wife.
Regardless of the changing world, the shadow of the sword, the encounter, and the ability to stay with the person in your heart, you can have no regrets.
This is a knight on earth.
I appreciate and immerse myself in the peaceful and delicate atmosphere of such movies.
The four-star is a bit conservative, and the five-star is too exaggerated, which is really embarrassing.
In the middle of the night, Claw Machine commented, let's stop talking about tuberculosis.
Good night.
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