Started a new life in San Francisco, a normal life, started attending quit parties with a bunch of alcoholics, listening to their stories, but it seemed to bore him so he left, drinking became a problem.
Frank, who had the traces of alcoholism on his face, started a new job, was forced to stay unwillingly, accepted the job reluctantly, and then continued drinking. Alcohol is a warm companion that can resist the emptiness of the heart. I think this should be alcoholism the user's feelings.
Or quit drinking, come into contact with people who are addicted to alcohol and drugs, and feel a different world, the world of normal people, not the cold and empty world of killers. Quitting alcohol is something he is willing to do, not forced by others. Some people try to persuade him to accept quitting.
Morgue work, it's ridiculous that the killer works there, but he meets Laural, a bit of a snarky guy, a guy with a cold humour. At the same time, Frank also began to quit drinking. After quitting drinking, his complexion began to improve and he began to live like a normal person.
Contact with different corpses and contact with different people, but still a killer, a gun is a good companion, insecure, used to holding a gun. At the same time, however, the love begins to spread, and the date phone with Laural is something he has never had in his life before. An alcoholic who has never had a sober date, admits to being imperfect and an alcoholic.
Be honest, start love, believe that love is a mysterious and powerful force that can bring about change, and even make fun of God. Two people live together, eat together, or whatever. But at the funeral, when I saw the wine, I still wanted to drink it, but I resisted the temptation and finally had no choice but to drink.
Once drinking, he and an old lady accidentally crashed into another car, then fell unconscious, were thrown to the side of the road, and missed Laural's date. This mistake made him realize the harm of drinking, and he began to face it frankly, admit his fear, admit his identity as a killer, and decided not to drink for his family and love. Admitting to being a killer is dangerous if reported
When I contacted Laural, I found that two people are the same as lonely people, and love is the loneliness of the lonely to keep warm. Started telling Laural about his life, which was an unfamiliar territory for Laural. The two were naturally lingering, but he was nervous before and wanted to hide something.
For him, a killer, those who are not killed by him are hurt, death is relief, not dead and alive is pain, whether it is body or soul, and then the two people began to write letters of apology or other. He admitted in front of alcoholics that he was happy to get money after killing someone, and then went to drink. He even wore underwear to negotiate, saying that no weapons would kill people, and he was understood.
Laural and he used a knife to project a watermelon to study, to have a meal and a date together, what lovers should do. Celebrate the change in yourself with milk. Both felt a change, and life started to get back on track. The funny thing is that he started to feel lonely in the morgue, lying on the bed decorated with corpses, and saw that he drank some wine again, but he didn't go in when he passed by the bar.
As Frank began to live a normal life, his family business was on the brink. A murder and murder, Roman smashed sef in the basement to protect stef, and was killed. In desperation, Stef called Frank to tell the truth. After thinking about it, he chose to pick up a gun and kill some people.
There was a farewell phone call before leaving, the parting of two people at the airport, and an assassination. I was almost killed. When I attended an alcohol and sobriety meeting, I confessed my love, but I was rescued by Laural, a woman who was not considered a killer. Well, in the end, it is natural to kill the enemy and complete revenge.
The warmest thing is, at the end, when asking who hasn't had a drink for a year, Frank stood up, he really quit drinking, the last romantic warmth, the last happiness.
The film has always been a rhythm music running through, even in the tense moment of killing, Frank looks especially like the killer in "This Killer Is Not Too Cold", or the killer in the movie is so lonely, hiding loneliness under the cold temperament, But I believe in the only remaining warmth. You kill me, it was love that killed the alcoholic Frank, and the residual warmth killed the indifferent Frank.
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