The clothing here is very class-conscious

Colleen 2022-03-18 08:01:01

Not many people understand this movie. I have to say a few words.
This is not a fashion movie, this costume is obviously dark humor.
The clothing here is very class-conscious. The so-called class of the British. Golden Retriever pretends to be a gentleman no matter what. It still smells like cheap shaving water. When killing someone, take off your suit and put it aside neatly. This split. It can be said to be the worship of class. Clothes are classes. The boss chops people in suits. And his secret to surpassing the boss is to take off his suit. In this way people can become things. It's like a hammer and axe. Even more man and more vicious. Wait until the last boss is released after 30 years. Drop a sentence. I feel like I'm an old dress, so that's fine. Poor golden retriever is stupid. I have been pursuing the class for thirty years. It doesn't make much sense at all. No one else cares at all. Also put on a back-to-basics spectrum. A true class cannot be shaped by an Italian suit.
The poor golden retriever was desperate. In the end, he roared on the roof in a vest and pants. He is King Kong and he is Superman. You still see cheap cartoon heroes. The eldest of the family was in prison and studied art by himself. They are all bachelors. You are still so illiterate. class is more than just clothes, you know? Golden Retriever thinks he is smart all his life. But I found that I didn't understand it at all. Still can't make it. The saddest thing is that I have lost myself. It's a lot of fun just having an axe. Others hold a woman kiss. Golden Retriever can only sharpen axes. (Here there are comrades who are single-minded and undercurrent).
Note that the beginning of the story is 1968. Anyone with common sense knows what age this is. The boss's appearance is imitating the steps in the old movie. The actor also had the face of the last century like Lawrence Oliver.

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Gangster No. 1 quotes

  • [Young Gangster and Roland are at the door]

    Eddie Miller: Who is it?

    Young Gangster: It's the big bad wolf.

  • [last lines]

    [voiceover]

    Gangster 55: One day I'll catch up with you. You want a war? I'll give you a fucking war one arm tied behind me back. I'll shoot you - blow you to kingdom come. They'll need a dustpan and brush to scrape you off the walls. Make mincemeat out of ya. Pie and mash, puddles of blood. I'll leave you lying there. Go rot, the lot of you. Calling me a cunt?

    Young Gangster: Calling me a cunt? You calling me a cunt? You cunt. I'll fucking kick you. I'll kick fuck out of ya. I'll kick you to- fuck you. F... Fuck you!

    Gangster 55: Rip your face off. I'll fucking... I'll, I'll fucking... burn ya.

    [scene shifts from apartment to rooftop - voiceover continues]

    Gangster 55: Freddie Mays. Freddie Mays! I don't need ya, Freddie. Who am I?

    Gangster 55: [shouting out loud] I'm Superman! King fucking Kong! I can pick you up and throw you a million miles. I'm number one. Number fucking one. I'm number one. Number fucking one. Number one! Number one! Number one!

    [scene flashes back and forth between the rooftop and the night of Lennie's murder]

    Young Gangster: [screaming] Aaaarrrrhhhh!

    Gangster 55: Number one! Number one! Number one! One One One One! Number fucking one! I'm number one.

    Young Gangster: Fuck you!

    Lennie Taylor: [sound of gunshot] Ahhhh! Oh God!

    Gangster 55: Number one.

    [song "The Good Life" begins as scene fades out]