Driver Baby stole the car of Boss Dao (played by my male god Kevin Spacey) ten years ago. In the past ten years, Dao has robbed him, and Baby has lost his car. Baby entered this path passively, but still worked hard.
Until...until...until...a waitress who sang Baby appeared. The two looked at each other and loved the song. The routines in the movie are for a woman who wants to change her heart, give her a sense of security and money, and then live a good life, our Baby This is also done.
I don't know if our Baby has become ferocious with love or if we were hidden in the past. In the last order, I was bold enough to shoot and would hit people. . . .
Well, I can’t write anymore. This is not a movie that conforms to my values, because I don’t hate the villains. Instead, I think they have their own personalities. They have their own personalities, and they have their own behaviors. The little lovers kill. I can accept the disagreeable comrades who fired the wrong shot during a crisis. Our Baby is the incarnation of justice. When we escaped in the last single, we had to kill three accomplices, and then take his girlfriend to fly high. After twists and turns, he succeeded...and went to prison...
I can’t accept this kind of transition...especially my male Shinto brother, who began to disagree to return Baby’s tapes, and saw Baby’s girlfriend softly say "I was a person in love" and gave Baby money. Covering Baby's escape...dead...yes, just like that...
It's really a movie that doubts life.
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