Torn Doom

Dell 2022-03-23 09:01:19



Like the suppression of human nature in the movie 1984, the coolest people will always do everything possible to gain freedom. When you lose your emotional life, your life will be stagnant, as if you are experiencing love-lost emotions forever, or perhaps with the effect of medicine, you will never feel pain, and naturally you will never feel happy. Perhaps happiness and sadness cannot be proportional in a lifetime, but losing either party will not be a complete life.
In the film, the handsome martial arts action is very dazzling, but in the end, the hand-to-hand combat with the gun is very poor, making it look like a family. The two people behind the pillar should be clearly in sight, but they didn't solve it until later. Why should the lens of the cut off face spray out some blood? Is there no artery? An adult father is not as smart and good at disguising as his son, which can also explain that the effect of children's horror movies is much stronger.

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  • Walton 2021-10-20 19:02:06

    There are a little more slots in the background setting, and the theme is copied from Fahrenheit 451. The plot is another story and there is almost no room for aftertaste. The level of Wuzhi is low in the Matrix. The concept of gun fighting is good, but the action design is too rigid (I also emphasize the oriental elements). On the contrary, as Beiyehei, I feel that the cuteness of Beiye fans in this film is quite impressive.

  • Hubert 2021-10-20 19:02:05

    Sure enough, it's very dystopian, it's a bit too 1984 & Fahrenheit 451...

Equilibrium quotes

  • Mary: Let me ask you something.

    [Grabs his hand]

    Mary: Why are you alive?

    John Preston: [Breaks free] I'm alive... I live... to safeguard the continuity of this great society. To serve Libria.

    Mary: It's circular. You exist to continue your existence. What's the point?

    John Preston: What's the point of your existence?

    Mary: To feel. 'Cause you've never done it, you can never know it. But it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock... ticking.

  • Partridge: You always knew.

    [begins to read from Yeats]

    Partridge: "But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams." I assume you dream, Preston.