tells you the simplest story structure, a woman who almost did bad things, a black businessman who interfered with it, a killer who acted alone, and a black and black ending.
Tell you the most omitted performance, the killer/director has almost no desire to make an expression, the tycoon/killed never proves himself alive before being killed, the mistress seems to be climaxing every second.
Tell you the most upright shot ,like
But how delicate the music is, the climax is often overbearing to madness.
How refined and provocative the second-person narrator is. Calmness and mania coexist, the product of the artistic sense associated with pure behavior and the underworld reality.
The first shot and the last shot are more delicate. At the beginning of the tunnel, there was a little light, and the camera swayed unsteadily, like a furious newborn bursting out of the womb. At the end, the black in the mud, he died, back in the cold, black silence. And the life of this furious love became the Blast of Silence.
No wonder the narrator is called the protagonist baby boy frankie bono, the tone of the world is death, and life is only a fleeting embellishment. And that's the true black of the movie.
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