Every time in the early autumn, the Hong Kong movie complex comes to the fore, so I hurriedly went to the theater to watch one. Not only did I not think it was fun, but I felt more and more panicked in my heart. After two days of patience, I decided to dig out the Infernal Affairs.
Fifteen years later, when I revisited a movie that I had watched no less than ten times at that time, there was a strangeness throughout the familiarity. Looking back this time, I magnified some of the things I felt sporadically 15 years ago. The endless hell is vivid in my eyes, which makes people sigh.
Different years and different ages really see different things. The movie is still the same movie. It’s just that Hong Kong has changed, and so has I.
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