The movie was engaging in the first half, but then I don't know why it always felt a little sluggish and sleepy.
Laziness is a kind of enjoyment. People like to enjoy time lazily, stay in bed, bask in the sun, and live a slow life. But there will always be some people reminding you when you want to be lazy. If you continue to be lazy, life will abandon you, you will have nothing, and you will be bored. Under the pressure, people have to get up early and go to bed late, in a hurry and busy. I was lazy for four full years in college and felt like the pace of life was slow. I've probably been swallowed by the Rangoliel, existing in a void space and time, and become the garbage to be disposed of. After graduating from college, I was finally recovered and rushed into the rushing crowd, turning into a nervous and anxious good boy who was chased by the Rangoliers every day.
I've never been able to figure out why I'd feel ashamed and uneasy after a little distraction, watching a movie, or sleeping in. Only after watching this movie did I realize that I felt pity, and even fear, for the time that was swallowed up by the Rangoliel. If I don't run as fast as I can, my world will fall apart.
The way time disappears can be imagined in this way. It does not disappear peacefully. It disappears tragically, crazy and bloody.
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