The male protagonist is still good, but his skin is too pale, especially when he is with a group of aliens, and with the female protagonist, his skin seems to be more feminine than that of women. . .
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skin is paler
Isac 2022-03-21 09:01:19
The special effects are not bad, and the scenes are grand enough, but I always feel a little lack of realism, and the editing is not very good. There are a few paragraphs of dialogue between the male and female protagonists, which make people feel a little boring, maybe because the lines are just like that. Not very attractive. . .
The male protagonist is still good, but his skin is too pale, especially when he is with a group of aliens, and with the female protagonist, his skin seems to be more feminine than that of women. . .
The male protagonist is still good, but his skin is too pale, especially when he is with a group of aliens, and with the female protagonist, his skin seems to be more feminine than that of women. . .
Extended Reading
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Dalton: [back at Carter's estate, Dalton reads from Carter's will] And lastly, I hereby direct, that my estate shall be held in trust for twenty five years. The income to benefit my beloved nephew, Edgar Rice Burroughs. At the end of which term, the principal will revert to him, in full.
Edgar Rice Burroughs: [Burroughs looks shocked] Of course, I always adored him, but it's been so long. Why me?
Dalton: He never offered an explanation, I never asked him for one.
[Dalton passes an old looking journal to Burroughs]
Dalton: It was his private journal. He was most explicit that you, and only you, would read its contents. You might possibly find some kind of explanation in here. I'll leave you now.
[Dalton stands and offers his hand to Burroughs]
Dalton: Again, my condolences.
[Dalton turns and leaves]
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John Carter: [voice over] My dear Edgar, I remember how I used to take you on my knee and tell you wild tales, which you always did me the great courtesy of believing. Now you are grown, time and space have parted us, but I reach out across that distance, to that same wide eyed boy and ask him to believe me once more. This wild tale begins thirteen years ago, in the Arizona Territory, between the Pinaleño Mountains and the backside of hell.