The story of a stray dog ​​turned into a dragon

Frances 2022-11-05 11:50:48

There are two katana swords, big and small, one for the enemy, and one for yourself. Ten years after the end of World War II, Japan has entered a world where the underworld is rampant, and the police are like half of the underworld, no matter whether they beat people or set fire. The male protagonist, an American officer, hid in prison because he was a deserter. He met a big brother in the underworld and became friends. The male protagonist who was released from prison immediately followed his brother and joined the underworld. The military temperament in his bones gave him decisiveness and fierceness. Slowly, he moved towards the inner circle of power. Become a foreign-born underworld leader.

In the eyes of the traitor, the male protagonist is a stray dog, but in the eyes of his girlfriend, he is indeed a dragon. He gradually integrates into the core of the loyal underworld, takes on the responsibility of the family, and sometimes drinks American wine, but when he points out his apology, he compares The Japanese are still simple.

When the good brother entrusted his sister and the family's two swords to the male protagonist, the male protagonist accepted it happily, but he was the first to pick up the sword. Perhaps, in his eyes, the only way out was to rush to survive. The way, this may be the core of the extreme way

When the male protagonist walked into the enemy's base camp and killed the traitor, this kind of loyalty and determination shocked everyone present. In the end, the surviving brothers bowed deeply to the male protagonist, giving trust and respect to the alien. .

The whole film is very restrained, and the Japanese elements are also a good foil for the development of the plot and the inner activities of the characters, without any sloppiness.

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The Outsider quotes

  • Paulie Bowers: Nick? Nick fucking Lowell? You gotta be fucking kidding me.

    Nick Lowell: Wow.

    Paulie Bowers: You look pretty fucking good for a dead man.

    [pushed by Nick]

    Paulie Bowers: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, it's me. It's Paulie. I'm just on weekend leave. Let me buy you a drink. You got somewhere you need to be? Or you got five minutes for an old friend? Captain?

    Nick Lowell: Congratulations.

    Paulie Bowers: It's bullshit. Three years in Okinawa. There's no one fighting anymore, so what's the point of this?

    Nick Lowell: I don't know.

    Paulie Bowers: You ever go out there? Where they dropped the first one?

    Nick Lowell: No.

    Paulie Bowers: I did. The fucking rats almost built it all up again. But look at you. Looks like you made a good fucking life for yourself, dressed up like a lounge singer. You live here? Osaka?

    Nick Lowell: I got a little place.

    Paulie Bowers: You weren't always so calm and quiet. You know that?

    Nick Lowell: Maybe you just didn't know me so well.

    Paulie Bowers: No, I guess not. I got leave for another day. I should come by, see your place.

    Nick Lowell: No.

    Paulie Bowers: No?

    Nick Lowell: No. Your five minutes is up.

    Paulie Bowers: Is that how it is, huh? Can't drink with a guy from your own fucking unit?

    Nick Lowell: Yeah.

    [leaves money]

    Nick Lowell: Congrats on your stripes.

    Paulie Bowers: Yeah? Hey, fuck you. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were dodging court-martial. Can't wait to hear what the guys are gonna say when I tell them who I bumped into. I'm sure someone would love to come pay you a visit.

    Nick Lowell: No, you know what? I'm sorry. Why don't you come back and have a drink with me? Old times.

  • Paulie Bowers: You can see half of Osaka from here.

    Nick Lowell: Not bad, huh?

    Paulie Bowers: [sees American beer] Americans?

    Nick Lowell: I still got a couple contacts.

    Paulie Bowers: Cheers. Old times sake!

    Nick Lowell: Old times sake.

    Paulie Bowers: Listen, I know you're not in the Army anymore, and I can see you got a good thing going here. Man, I always liked you. Don't worry, okay? Your secret is safe with me.

    Nick Lowell: Thank you. I appreciate that.

    Paulie Bowers: Alright. Jesus man, I mean...

    Nick Lowell: Yeah. You like whiskey?

    Paulie Bowers: Yeah.

    Nick Lowell: I have got a surprise for you.

    Paulie Bowers: Do your best.

    Nick Lowell: [whispers from behind] I'm sorry.

    Paulie Bowers: What?

    [Nick kills Paulie]