In a nutshell, the plot is that the U.S. will have the lowest unemployment and crime rates in 2022, as America's Big Boss allows all crime to be committed one night a year. Then if you don't like someone for a long time, you can come out and kill him this night. But of course it's just a right, and like most powers, only a few can exercise power. If you have money, you can protect yourself. If you have no money, you can only wait to be destroyed by humanity. Ironically, the day after the annual cleanup. The nation will also come together to thank those who died last night, because of their sacrifices, America is so good.
Very choking!
The first is timing--2022! Is it super scary? It's already 2014. Hey, director, do you think that the American people have begun to think about the issue of social cleansing? The time setting is too close. There is a sarcastic scene in the film. The male protagonist's son asked the male protagonist, why do we have such a bloody and cruel cleansing night? The male protagonist replied: Don't think about it, just think about the benefits this night can bring us. You don't know how bad we were before there was no cleaning plan, there were fucking poor people everywhere. too frightening. Seeing this, I suddenly laughed. This logic is really familiar. I know a classmate who is Ukrainian-American and has a visceral fear of communism. I chatted with me once and asked me, do you know what the ultimate goal of communism is? After the baptism of the college entrance examination, how could I not even know this, and I just answered instinctively: "common prosperity". I only saw a strange smile flash across his face, and then said: "Yes, but it is not by developing productivity, but by killing the other half of the poor." At that time, there were thousands of grass and mud horses whizzing past in my heart, He secretly swore that he would never answer all questions related to political ideology of this brother in the future. So it's not funny. The theory that once accused communism of the evil has begun to slowly rise in this country that claims to be the accuser. Hehe, killing the other half is not unique to a certain ideology.
Then there's the setup for this cleaning night. The logic is that one night of madness can lead to another 364 good days. It immediately reminded me of a composition question I practiced when I took the T test: does the ends justify the means. Everyone knows how to solve this question. Of course, you can't justify the means. People think it is antisocial. But this is just an essay topic. But how does a real society work? I learned through an internship recently that large companies in the United States generally have an ethics and compliance department, which specializes in teaching employees at all levels of the company. But it's useless if you just tell them what's right and what's wrong, and the shareholders won't dump you. Only real facts and interests can allow ethics to be implemented. Therefore, there is a society in the United States that publishes various chronology every year, and basically all the data are used to support a conclusion-you can make more money by doing things well, and the annual profit of obediently can grow steadily by 1.7%. So everyone behaved well, and the shareholders laughed too. So is the means or the end more important to the American people, who are often in the moral high ground? Hey, I remember when I was still debating, I liked to say a nonsense: to evaluate whether a means is a good means, it depends on how much it serves the purpose.
Finally, the film's mockery of the Second Amendment, medicare, and the legal system is all too obvious. To be honest, I'm really terrified of guns on the streets of America. Especially after my time at the New Orleans prosecutor's office last year, when the shooting happened every day, it gave me the stereotype that anyone, old or young, could pull a gun out of their pocket. Last Thanksgiving, I went to a friend's farm as a guest. During the process, I met her and greeted a junior of hers and asked, "Hey, where are you going?" The first-year college kid answered with a long gun on his back: "I'm bored at home, go find something in the woods to kill and play" Ah, ah, the wind is messy. What a fun hobby it is, even though it's not killing people. But killing something in such a suffocated breath really sounds weird to me. Especially now that technology is so prosperous, 3D printing has come out. Maybe I can print a gun at home. You don't even need a registration certificate. Of course, carrying a gun is also a culture of other people, so we can't say anything.
Then came medicare. Since I came to the United States, I have never complained about the difficulty of seeing a doctor in China. One day, I was chatting with a lawyer in the company, and he told me with a very exaggerated expression that Medicare actually uses a quarter of the annual tax. I was idiotic and said, although the cost is huge, but the Nordic countries can achieve universal welfare, should it be ok for the United States to be a medicare? The result is a chestnut: Africans are so short of water that they use it to fetch water for one-sixth of the day. The problem is serious enough. And many of them still live by the sea, why don't they go to distilled seawater to drink? Distilled seawater is expensive because they can't afford it, okay? Medicare is the same, very expensive, right?
So, it's good to sum it up with the old saying of lawyers, you only get the justice that you can afford. Well, remember when the visa officer asked me what you think is the spirit of the United States when I got a visa? yes, baby, fairness and justice! (laugh)
There is a Japanese saying called kotodama (言霊), which means that the language itself has magical powers. It probably means that every word, every expression will have an effect on the world around you. Although I don't think this thing is as evil as the story of Onmyoji, there are indeed some things that you don't say, and there is a fundamental difference between saying them. To give a chestnut: Mr. A and I don’t see each other because of the B incident. If I insist on not expressing it in words, in most cases, I will sleep and forget it after a few days. But if I didn't control my emotions and expressed it in words to anyone, including myself, it's usually not so easy to just sleep and forget. A friend who was a monk when he was a child once said that in the temple, the brothers were not allowed to talk indiscriminately. Usually, when I meditate with big eyes and small eyes for several hours, I will be relatively silent. Whenever I want to talk about a topic with my brother, I will be admonished like "every word must be good." In fact, it means to say less nonsense and save some strength. But in fact, from the perspective of words and spirits, it also makes sense.
So I probably want to say the above nonsense, I really prefer that many tensions are under the desktop, and everyone should not talk about it. Especially don't make an exaggerated movie to say it. Who knows which psychopath will be inspired by watching it someday, and think that cleaning is a contribution to society. When the beast was still stirring in her heart, the best way was to coax her to sleep. Instead of waking him up, let him growl while biting cats and dogs. And then beat him to death. Like my mom said, when I curled my lips when I was a kid, she put the pacifier in my mouth. By the time I stop crying, it will be too late.
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