It wasn't until the robber entered the room and fiddled with the gun that I felt a little bit more energetic.
There must be a gun, there must be a bullet, there must be a beauty, there must be a bleeding...
This is the movie I want.
I finally calmed down, looked in slowly, and finished. I felt that I was fooled twice, one at the beginning. I was stunned by this kind of suspense, but later I discovered that this clue was not important at all.
One at the end, I originally thought it would push the inner emotions higher in a faint, non-radical rhythm. I thought it was not arrogant or impetuous, a straw was added and the whole world could not bear the catharsis. But unfortunately, it still became the kind of movie I wanted, bullets flying, blood flow, bursting music and rhythm. It used a cliché to push the whole film to a climax.
Some people say that the essence is here, and it is sublimated here.
Fei held the opposite opinion. After thinking for a long time, I came to the above opinion.
From the perspective of the integrity of the movie, the final force was too strong, no, it was a change of hand and force.
When I say this, I am honest with myself. On the one hand, I would think that the final outcome was really good—good-looking.
On the other hand, I think in my heart that although it looks good, it does not achieve the kind of effect I want.
My definition of good-looking is a surge in renal hormones. And the kind of effect I want is to think of the end two or three days later, and still have trouble thinking about it.
On my way back, I kept thinking about how I should change the last turbulent part.
After all deliberation, it is the death of the two protagonists.
The dead must be dead. The death of the thief is unprepared and blunt. If the director wants to say "accidents are not unexpected, surprises are not surprises, this is life", I will not discuss, originally robbing the bank is not the focus of this film, you can just casually .
As for the death of the old man, he was already very old, and his death from an operation was not an accident.
Is death necessary?
What is the point of this film?
After watching the movie, they discussed for a long time, focusing on exchanging life and living a different life. The robber wanted slippers and cigarette butts, and the old man wanted guns and roses.
At first glance, it really seems to be the case. There is too much evidence to support it. The robber is tired of licking blood from the knife, and he doesn’t want to do it anymore. The old man has been teaching bookmakers his entire life. Teaching 87 students.
They are portrayed with sufficient reasons and desires to live another desired life, especially when the old man behaves more clearly. From the old man, he was fully prepared for another life (saying goodbye to his old first love, introducing his lover to the thief, and cutting his head for reform through labor). At the same time, he was about to have an operation. The thief is not too strong. In addition to changing slippers, taking a three-minute literature class, smoking someone’s pipe, and sightseeing in the small town, he claims to be a very simple thing for bank robbery-
so the death is to a large extent, severely Stopped the old man's wish, not the robber's.
This death arrangement is not very competent.
Earlier there was a chicken soup saying, "Nothing can stop me from chasing freedom, death, disease, disaster..." The film's final blow to the soul failed, probably because of the failure of the meaning of death to their wishes. Death alive prevented their wish.
Looked like this, it's really a vulgar ending.
So I thought about it for a long time and doubted the point of this film. I don't think it's the so-called exchange at all. The difference between the two is actually very small.
On the contrary, the focus of the film is on the common thing, which has been permeated throughout the film for a long time: loneliness.
To a strange man who came by train, the old man always talked about family history when he met (like me, I want to meet love when I go out to buy a pack of cigarettes), and encourage him to drink — too much subtext, if I don’t drink the wine of my life, I will waste it. La, I want to give you my money, I want to rob you with you.
A terminally ill old man in his sixties and seventies, living in a big beautiful house, slowly long night, there is only one room for books, and one person only turns on one or two lights, even on the balcony, he dared not dry it alone, until he died. People go to hospital and bid farewell to this life in despair. The other life he really wanted to live was nothing more than a life that was neither lonely nor deserted. And on this day, even if he became a robber wandering around, he would still be alone, just like in a fantasy, one luggage, one train.
In the end, he reached the imaginary beauty and got what he wanted, because it was just another coat of loneliness.
The other protagonist, the thief, longs for peace and doesn't want to robbery to survive.
What I want to say is that he thinks that the difficulty of living like that is much smaller than we thought.
But he did it anyway. What's interesting is that he doesn't believe in newcomers. He would rather believe in an old teammate who is also critically ill. The final death also corroborates his suspicion (I think he was ambushed because of the informant). The killer has no vacation. , The killer has no friends, the killer has no love.
As a criminal’s loneliness, if he wants to change, he will change the kind of trustworthy, normal life, normal life, and can discuss poetry and music with friends, eat and drink, and hang out on the balcony together.
If he were to live alone like the old man, it would obviously be abnormal and unhealthy.
If you look at it in the sense of loneliness, the two have got what they want during the time they get along. After several days of in-depth communication, the soul tore apart to show each other, the two of them saw through each other's intentions at a glance, and understood each other's pitifulness.
When practicing guns, a dialogue hits the key point.
Why didn't it hit? Because you have no sympathy.
There are also unpopular verses that the thief likes, the way of dealing with the bread girl.
Noisy people are different, and lonely people are always similar. You can find each other's loneliness at a glance when you go out to buy a medicine.
The ending was actually completed very early, thank you with a smile.
Thank you for teaching me how to practice guns. Thank you for your slippers.
So looking at the operation and robbery again, it was too overwhelming. If I were to change it, I would change it to Manchester by the Sea or Patterson. No matter how bad it is, I will silence the gunshots and slow down the rescue sound, while subtitles will be produced.
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