Less than five minutes after the opening, the embarrassing failed interrogation allegedly by the world’s best independent intelligence agency actually exposed the whole film’s level of chaotic thinking. The old agent later told the little agent, I made a mistake and killed your dad—please brother, you didn't make a mistake, everything you did in this interrogation was wrong, and the level of professionalism was not even enough to collect garbage.
First, if you catch the target, don't withdraw as soon as possible. It's tied up and interrogated on the spot. Please, brother, your assault team has only a few people. Can you guarantee that the entire castle will be wiped out? Can you guarantee that they will not come to support troops? Not to mention anything else, a remnant who throws a grenade into your house will have to reimburse your entire team, or send an RPG at your helicopter, and you will be all trapped in the enemy's area. It is precisely because of this inexplicable and hasty premise that it leads to a low-end error that does not even find a grenade on the chest, and this small error is nothing compared to the inexplicable premise of the whole premise.
Second, your way to get someone to recruit everything is to shoot two shots at the left and right knees before the countdown. Let’s not talk about the pain, how can I recruit “everything” for you-how many days and months it took the CIA to interrogate terrorists? How many days and months did it take to interrogate before and after how much information was collected? All the information was collected and shot in the knee. Is there enough time under blood loss? Where did you spend so much time in the enemy-occupied area?
Third, do you know the psychology of interrogation, brother, just because you are so cruel, fools know that even if you do all the tricks, you will be shot to death without blinking, and you will probably be shot after ten seconds if you don’t do it. I was killed by a gun. I even said a fart. I just did it with you. Sure enough, before the countdown of ten seconds was finished, the terrorists immediately pulled the grenade and died. Compared with terrorists, it is more brutal than impatient, do you think people are scared? Don't use your brain, just know how to fight fiercely, this is the standard street gangster thinking mode. This group of so-called "the world's best independent intelligence personnel" is nothing more than a bunch of street gangsters who are wealthy and ignorant while driving helicopters and wearing special combat uniforms.
And this kind of behavioral level of street gangsters has run through the entire film afterwards. For example, the professor was kidnapped and released. There is obviously something tricky in it. You don't look at the old agent carefully to see if there is any abnormality. I followed the professor without any support. I went up and grabbed people’s necks. I was covered with explosions. Then within three seconds, I followed the professor’s guards and ran out to fuck you. Why are you like a world-class agent? How many lives would be enough to make one blow up like this one time? OK, when you go to work again, you donated a lot of money, and you touched Valentine’s house to receive a private reception, in order to snoop on the information and find out the details. As a result, you talked about the professor who had just died in less than three sentences. Idiots will all improve. Be vigilant, when you came back, you said, "Valentin stared at me too closely and didn't find a chance"-didn't you ask for it? What do you think you are doing? It can only be attributed to the uncontrollable provocative instinct of the street gangsters + lack of professionalism. As a result, not only did they not get anything, but was instead touched by the door of the house to instigate the leader... This world-class speed of self-destruction... The next and last time he was on duty, he got a big kill, and was shot with a headshot...The
real hero defeated the strong by the weak, and the fake hero bullied the weak. In the movie, the failure rate of this old agent in performing his duties reached almost 100%. Some chances of being handsome can only be on the more rubbish dicks who take out piles of high-tech products to beat those street gangsters and slaughter those church idiots. Then he can achieve the ultimate life dream of all gangsters.
In addition, the whole film, regardless of the pros and cons, has basically zero expertise in intelligence security, investigation and counter-reconnaissance, and self-defense. It is a group of pure laymen who spend money and use high-tech to bluff people. Really, regardless of how much high-tech they smashed, it is this level of professionalism that allows genuine KGB and CIA experts to come naked and play them in minutes.
Let’s take a look at the young agents when they took the selection exam. Who are his competitors? It is said that the ace agents were created by the upper class of the British society. These candidates are the stars of hope personally selected by the ace agents, and the world's top universities. Graduation + children of upper-class elites-this should be a circle of scarce personnel, high quality, and great abilities. As a result, the boys who come here have only the quarterback of the ordinary high school football team in the United States. Grades, small groups, xenophobia, infighting, bullying the weak, and standard street bullshit unawareness and self-control behavior-of course, there are many bullshits in the upper class. The problem is, you are also said to be "the best independent in the world." Candidates of "intelligence agency", no matter how bad your personality is, your IQ should always be enough-but when the entire test is obviously monitored and the examiner emphasizes teamwork on the first day, they are not busy with the test but do it. Those indiscriminate behaviors that clearly lower their own evaluations are simply addictive and addictive. I really want to know how the Ace Agents collected so many bad personalities, IQs, and self-control from the small circle limited by upper-class heirs + higher education graduates. It is really difficult for them. Having said that, the ace agents themselves are also a bunch of wealthy gangsters who are not learning and skillful, and it is normal for them to gather together.
Okay, we’ve finished watching the decent party’s tease, let’s look at the villain—Valentine’s head-to-toe nouveau riche comes standard. At first glance, he was born hard, thinking that he could save the world if he had money. When I found that money alone was not useful, I immediately turned to black and second disease to destroy mankind. Its performance once again proved that no matter how rich, smart, or mastering high technology, as long as there is no basic education course in the brain. If you make it up, your behavior will not be out of class. Street gangsters yell to kill your whole family, gangster countries engage in ethnic extinction, gangster tycoons want to kill most humans, no matter what they hold in their hands, they are always at the bottom of the civilization chain.
It’s also difficult for Valentine to find so many rich, brainless, and conscientious social celebrities from the Second Second Disease who put chips on their necks and let the conscientious agents press the button to start a headshot symphony orgy, execute the guilty rich, everyone is happy-no I know if you noticed it. In this scene, the screenwriter deliberately put the audience and Valentin in the same position. Valentin used experimental technology to kill people in a church and said no, no, no, I killed them. They killed themselves. I’m a civilized person. I can’t stand a drop of blood. The essence of the pussies that have the courage to kill people are not responsible. Here, the audience and the agents who are one with the audience, although they did not say Valentin’s lines did not do the same thing, no, no, I did not kill them, they did it themselves to destroy all mankind and put an explosive chip on their necks. I also had to wait—force I had no choice but to appreciate a ruinous aesthetic in symphony and fireworks.
Therefore, the final aesthetic appeal of black and white is the same. Once the high-tech tricks and the rich fight for wealth are removed, only the murder of the dick and the chaotic fight are left. The classification of this film into crimes rather than spy wars is really no different. However, it is accurate, so this film can be called separately "If the street gangsters get rich, how can they get together", and among all the gangsters, the only outstanding thing about the male protagonist is that he has a conscience not to kill dogs (although he exploded I don’t know how many people’s heads are), it’s this small bright spot that made him stand out from the pits in the film all the way, and finally got the qualification to play chrysanthemum with the princess as a reward.
Hey, let's not say much. The nouveau riche is born overnight, and the gentleman has to wait until his grandson's generation.
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