To be honest, this type of film is not my cup of tea. I have only watched "Initial D" about racing, and I went with the young Lun girl (forgive my love to the depths of natural black). I think the sky was still blue, the clouds were still white, the grass was still green, the water was still green, and Guanxi's computer was still safe! But the movie-watching experience is quite good. The sound of the engine mobilizes every restless movement cell up and down the whole body, shifting gears, accelerating, sprinting, and successfully crossed the finish line. At this time, if it can be matched with the firework headshots in "Ace Agent: Secret Service Academy", it is really great, wherever you go, the burned passion will leave a touch of splendor.
The plot of the film is a little bit bloody. In short, the police undercover Paul Walker takes a task to approach the villain leader Vin Diesel, rubbing out true love with his sister, and then being instigated. The story is a bit of subversion of orthodox values, but it is indistinguishable from Hong Kong movies. There is a fight for the Tao. Vin Diesel's tough guy temperament is exactly the same as Jason Statham. I remember that Jason participated in a certain movie, but I'm sorry that I am incompetent in admiring muscular men. As one of the few female characters, Michelle Rodriguez immediately reminded me of her appearance in Resident Evil, still cool. PW is very attractive, but my focus is completely seduced by his pair of canvas shoes. I always feel that the style of painting is a bit contrary. At the end, "I still owe you a super fast sports car" can be an excuse for you to let the prisoner go? If this is not love, I am sorry to go wrong.
I like the racing spirit conveyed by the movie. This line is enough to explain everything-his blood is full of nitrous oxide, and his head is full of gasoline. I don't care how life is fucked up, I just hope these ten seconds can truly belong to me and make me feel I'm free. The pursuit of extreme sports is pleasure, turning grief and anger into speed, and then adding a bit of surging passion to the fuel. All the rest will be handled by fate. Whether it is frustrated or relieved, I firmly believe that the engine can calm me down. The real peace is not the silent despair, but the refuge of my heart after the storm. Now I understand the significance of racing to Han Han. It is not only the text rendering of "Miscellaneous Articles", but also the rebellious and passionate words.
Life is unsatisfactory, and another one or two, I think it is the superciliousness after sitting in the driver's seat...
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