On the nights I didn't go to the gym to ride a bike, I watched this movie quietly. This is a quiet movie. The pistol was small, snapped, and barely vibrated. Killing the killer who is chasing him is just a long shot, twisting his neck without making a sound. As for the long gun, the male protagonist carefully made a silencer cover. Only looking for the same prostitute, careful passion, secret and restrained in bed camera. Secret and restrained is the atmosphere that this film strives to create, which is delicate and moving. A lot of white space makes the story full of tension. Destiny balloons generally inflate slowly, rise quietly, and then burst at the highest point, leaving an endless whistle sound, floating in the woods and floating on the water. Quiet frontier town, soothing lonely time. This journey of escape is full of throbbing and tension, yet silent, oppressive and violent. The male protagonist finally got tired of Midnight Dream (the ex-girlfriend who was shot by himself was lying in the snow), and told the owner to quit after finishing this job. He wanted to fly away with the prostitute and be together forever and ever. This ending made my heart hurt. The priest who had an illegitimate child was bright-eyed and chatted, sighing how many illegitimate children there should be in this out-of-the-world place, and when he persuaded people to repent, he repented, and on the stool under the tree next to him, there was a man and a woman kissing—that It's another story I don't know how. This is undoubtedly a good story. It's actually a fable. In the anxious escape, the profound helplessness is the helplessness of life. Everyone has. So, what to do? Travel far away, if you are lucky, find someone and fly away together? However, where to go? In life, it seems that only one death can exit. The priest said that hell exists and you are in it. The hero and heroine's performances are good. Better yet, is their love. He is a prodigal son living in the arena, she is a prostitute who has fallen into the world. Together in the end of the world, each other's promises and commitments are particularly touching. Love has nothing to do with identity.
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