The weaver hero spares his life, I'm just an accountant.

Regardless of plot metaphors, action movies are used to make things cool. The quotation is the last legacy of the imperialist exploitation of the masses-the unconsumed national culture. We have been taken away by The Matrix, the New Testament, the Buddha, and Chinese Kung Fu, this time Freemasonry and Assassin. Don't be a second time. If the textile workers are high-tech, Galileo will have landed on the moon.

Just as the literary classics of the 20th century are always Guo Jingming of the 19th century, modular consumer films do not always withstand scrutiny. No matter how mysterious the Goddess of Destiny and the Son of Apocalypse are, the screenwriter cannot explain the operation and historical positioning of this organization: to prevent evil that has not occurred, assassinate criminals who have not committed crimes. The main idea is like the "Minority Report", but the intelligence comes from an old scum loom, not the more reliable post-modern brainwave technology. The history from this is: For a thousand years, a small group of people worshiped a loom, and murdered another small group of people without any motive-shooting the beautiful Angelina around the corner. Julie told us that if you want to kill a bad guy, you must do bad things before he does bad things. Otherwise, you have to watch Daddy burn to death in person. President G·W·Bush, who is invincible with a magical body, told us that he could not find Iraq’s chemical weapons, but he prevented Iraq from possessing chemical weapons and used Scud gas warheads to destroy the East Coast. Americans are really like Americans.

But no matter how weak the plot, its story belongs to the audience. An accountant's internal strength burst out, maybe the next dream will wake up without a pistol falling out of his crotch, and everything will dissipate like a spring dream. This is also the G point that I perceive. The key is to let the young professionals holding popcorn in the movie theater get rid of melancholy and restore their passion for work. So pills to death, insomnia to death, reports to death, leadership to death, I don’t want my coquettish secretary and sister to walk to the manager’s office but be indifferent to me. Need guns, many guns, guns and guns burst the enemy's head, I want to put my arms around the beauty to burst the eyeballs of the former slut-although self-pity is good, now the economic crisis is coming. You are a legend.

Try to cheer up after layoffs—or find a decent job.

I`m sorry, this is capitalism.

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