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Lesley 2022-01-27 08:03:25

Seven Neuropathies 1. It was the first time I watched a dark humorous movie. I always knew this way of expression, but when I first came into contact with it, it was not very funny, but I also felt the absurd ridicule.

2. Many stalks have been touched in novels and TV dramas. This movie should be old. It was very novel at that time. It can be seen that many screenwriters should have learned from it.

3. When setting the plot of the novel, it is very easy to reverse, if you can't control the sense of reality, you can't let the audience really integrate into the plot

4. I seldom come into contact with scenes of bloody violence. In the two hours of this film, various headshots shocked me. I am a person who would change the channel even when I saw a beheading. Hahaha, the headshot was shot in the movie. Will that, will it splatter, enrich my imagination

5. That kind of yellow desert red sunset afterglow brown rocks, the tone is very comfortable and very comfortable, Morandi tone hahaha

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Extended Reading
  • Colten 2022-04-24 07:01:04

    I can only say that fans are disappointed fans are disappointed

  • Arne 2022-03-21 09:01:37

    This type of film will not have a better director than Martin MacDonald in the next ten years. He is better than the Coen brothers. The soundtrack is still CB.

Seven Psychopaths quotes

  • Billy: Is that a guinea pig? It's a gerbil, isn't it? That's enormous. Hey, Marty, we just seen some kind of giant gerbil.

    [Marty punches Billy]

    Billy: Marty, you alcoholic fucking bastard.

    Hans: Yeah, you might wanna stop drinking, Martin, if this is the way you're gonna behave.

    Marty: If this is the way I'm gonna... This guy just telephoned a psycho-killer to come down and psycho-kill us. And this guy's doubting a lifelong belief in the afterlife because of a psychedelic cactus he just ate. And you motherfuckers are telling me to behave?

    Billy: Whoa. Whoa. Time out. What's all this about doubting a lifelong belief in the afterlife because of a psychedelic cactus you just ate? Hans, what the heck?

    Hans: I met Myra. On the ridge. She had some things to say.

    Billy: About the afterlife being non-existent or something?

    Hans: That was the gist.

    Billy: No, no, it might have sounded like Myra. But you know why? Now don't get mad, but you know I can do Myra's voice pretty good. Yeah, I snuck up there a little while ago and I pretended to be her. I started saying all kinds of crazy stuff.

    Hans: Hmm? But what specifically did you say? About the place you were in? The place Myra was in. Huh? How did you describe it, specifically?

    Billy: You mean specifically?

    Hans: Yeah.

    Billy: I just kind of said it was all kind of... I just kind of said it was all kind of gray and shit.

    Hans: No.

  • Hans: My wife is sitting on a chair someplace. Some gray place. I thought she'd be in Heaven, but she's sitting on a chair with a bullet in her head. I thought they'd have cleaned that kind of stuff up.

    Marty: Maybe you've just eaten too many hallucinogenic cactuses tonight, Hans.

    Hans: Nothing to do with the hallucinogens.

    Marty: But you've just seen Myra on a chair with a bullet through her head.

    Hans: In some gray place.

    Marty: England?

    Hans: It seemed a lot worse than that.

    Marty: Wow.