Any viewer watching this type of film with bated breath (at least it behaves like "this type of film") will wonder who the real murderer is, and the fun of watching the film is also exclaiming "So it is" when the final mystery is revealed. But this movie is really different. When you expect a reasonable explanation after a series of bizarre events, you will laugh and cry to find that you have been fooled by a mental patient.
Some people say that the wonderful thing about this film is that the image shows a person's split personality. Indeed, each of the ten people has a complex personality, and you can analyze it well. But you can't tell from this movie that the fat man has such a complex personality. You can't make up a bizarre story without giving a reasonable explanation. In the end, you can't justify it and rely on the neuropathy.
Let's take a look at some of the details that happened in the hotel, if it's all about the inner workings of the fat man, why should the movie act like an Agatha Christie or a Hitchcock suspense story, the woman who is one of many personalities Shouting "I'm not pregnant, I lied to you"; there is a person hidden in the freezer, the boss is fake; another policeman is arranged, and finally it turns out that it is actually a prisoner, this is obviously another story, and it has nothing to do with the split personality of the fat man The relationship between money, the inner activity of this neuropathy is so delicate, it is enough to be a screenwriter, or the screenwriter is just a nerve.
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