The robot that collapsed just because its brain was so big

Vicenta 2022-03-16 09:01:03

The earth turned out to be a small work that a mouse paid to the Cosmos Construction Company, and then the humble and great engineer who was a little timid in speaking, made according to his own hobbies. God... The

President of the Universe is a fool with two heads and three hands, who looks like Baggio, the Italian star of the last century, who is not melancholy. Steal a small ship and have fun in space. God...

and the most powerful weapon in the universe - the concept gun. Whoever you shoot with the idea gun will immediately agree with all your points. The gun is certified by the Angry Women's Council and was originally developed for women to use against their husbands. At the end of the film, Marvin fires his gun at the disgusting Wogang who are going to attack them, and then he asks, "Are you depressed?" As a result, the entire army sighs and collapses collectively.

Yes, there are also the Wogang people, the Wogang people who only carry out orders after obtaining the approval, and the Wogang people who like to read poetry. The third worst poetry in the universe. The second worst is the poetry of the Azgoths of Creel. Four listeners died of internal bleeding during the recitation of their poetic master, the conceited Grenzos, "An Ode to a Midsummer Morning I Found a Little Green Putty in My Armpit" The chairman of the Galactic Art Scam Council survives after chewing off one of his own legs. And the poem on earth written by Paula Millstone Guinings of Sussex is the worst poem in the universe.

I like this movie very much, it is interesting, although the investment is limited, the production seems rough.

My favorite is Marvin, a robot that hangs his head all day long because his head is too big, talks nonsense, and suffers from extreme depression.


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  • Eloy 2022-03-23 09:01:31

    How romantic and delicate, how refreshing science fiction, the witty unfolding of gods is full of intriguing philosophical speculations, in addition to all kinds of small satire and great humor, the nonsensical beginnings and the end reveal the beauty of absurd philosophy, and enough science fiction elements are satisfying , that is, I love this kind of off-line rambling movies, dolphins and mice love everything! With illustrated book effects, Zooey and Sam Turin, AR-dubbed melancholic robots are adorable!

  • Cristina 2022-03-24 09:01:28

    The sarcasm and satire of British humor/galactic rules of various absurd logics, this is a science fiction work (original) that has a new perspective to examine the universe and the meaning of life. The destruction of the earth does not seem to be a heavy thing. The only answer to the ultimate question? You first have to understand what the problem is. The inverted reverse thinking is a bit like an elephant and invisible, the interpretation of the film is missing, and the transition skills are relatively unfamiliar.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy quotes

  • Humma KavulaCongregation: [singing] Oh mighty Arkleseizure, thou gazed from high above. And sneezed from out thy nostrils, a gift of bounteous love. The universe around us emerged from thy nose. Now we await with eager expectation, thy handkerchief, to bring us back to thee.

    [End singing]

    Zaphod: Hello Humma.

    Humma Kavula: Let us pray. Oh mighty one, we raise our noses to you blocked and unblown, send the handkerchief O blessed one that we may be wiped clean.

    [Everyone in the congregation sneezes simultaneously]

    Humma Kavula: Bless you.

  • Slartibartfast: You must come with me.

    Arthur Dent: Who are you?

    Slartibartfast: What? No. My name's not important. You must come with me, or you'll be late.

    Arthur Dent: Late for what?

    Slartibartfast: Well, um, what's your name, Earthman?

    Arthur Dent: Dent. Arthur Dent.

    Slartibartfast: Well, late as in *the late* Dentarthurdent. It's a sort of threat. You see?

    Arthur Dent: No.

    Slartibartfast: Your friends are safe, you can trust me.

    Arthur Dent: Trust a man who won't even tell me his name?

    Slartibartfast: Well, um, my name is, um, it's

    [hurriedly]

    Slartibartfast: Slartibartfast.

    Arthur Dent: What?

    Slartibartfast: I *said* it wasn't important.