Mr. Johnny Depp, who is accustomed to fringe and independence, is obviously very miscalculated. Regardless of how similar Depp’s role is to Ichabod Crane in the previous Sleepy Hollow, it’s just this seemingly "vicissitudes of life" role. In addition to attracting more MM's harsh screams, it can almost be reduced to a supporting role and a vase played between the palms of the main culprit. What? You called again? That would be a high-end vase at most. . . There is not much detailed description of the personality of the Inspector Abberline in the whole film, and the psychological changes that should be inevitably rendered during the detection process are also not portrayed at all. It is neither wise nor cunning. The claimed supernatural power of induction is completely dispensable. Such an inspector is really not a master of solving crimes. No wonder the stupid act of firing Sir. William Gull in a daze will appear in the end, and it is really completely taken aback.
I seriously suspect that what makes this film even more impressive is the enchanting scene of Abberline immersed in opium every night, but the reason for this is actually attributed to the director's memory of his wife who died in childbirth? ! What does this show? This is fully alerting the world to the dangers of living in the past. If you don’t jump out and embrace tomorrow as soon as possible, then you can suck and die.
I don’t know if the collective wisdom condensed by the director Albert & Allen Hughes is too strong or because they overestimated the audience’s IQ from the beginning, From Hell’s introduction to the film’s de facto soul term-Freemasonry from beginning to end is very It’s stingy, except for a few words of conciseness as the core of the conversation between the two big SBs on the night when the truth was revealed, there was no explanation in 115 minutes. I don’t know how many people like me fully understood this so-called politics. In addition to the religious revenge plan, as far as the theme of the film is concerned, I am completely in a pool of fog, which is so thick... This is not over yet, I was foolishly mistaken to be behind the scenes Dr. Ferral, a depressed medical doctor, a gloomy accomplice Netley, a syphilis royal family Albert, a powerful church gangster Kidney, a nervous breakdown Ann, a mysterious woman in Boucher, France, a missing baby, and a master who came to spoil the situation There are endless conspiracies and coronations surrounding the royal family’s conspiracies and evil rituals. The suspense that should have been in one go has been overshadowed by too many bloated idlers and chores, so you can’t find North at all. The key is that the director was not prepared to let it from the beginning. You find North. Who brought the compass?
Is it necessary to describe the so-called love between Abberline and Mary Kelly? In the 19th century, the sparks that collided between men and women came so fast and unprepared? Another far-fetched and superficial standard American manufacturing. No one knows exactly how opium tempts prostitutes. Heather Graham is once again in a half-travel state in the film, and she still has to put on a righteous and indignant pose. Her constant fault is that most people don’t think she has acted in a play with a slightly better script, but This film once again confirms that she is indeed a classical beauty who can't help but pity Xiangxiyu. At the same time, it is highly proved that prostitutes are not safe at night, and prostitutes are basically the masters with no brains.
What about the grapes that keep appearing as bait in the film? I understand that opium represents desire. Brother Sheng has long said that women are like opium, so what does grape represent? Can I replace it with pineapple?
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