After a long absence, you can sit down quietly, think about nothing, and watch a movie without any pressure or burden. When the picture appears, I don't feel emotion, watching a movie is really a kind of enjoyment.
Movies aren't 3d? Why don't you get dizzy? And watching the 3D game recording screen makes you feel sick to the point of vomiting?
My brother has a completely different personality from him. His personality is extroverted and it is easy to see charm. My brother is restrained, but when the close-up comes out, black and white, I can immediately feel an inexplicable attraction from my brother.
I have been watching American dramas these days, but the plot is not compact enough, the connection and logic between episodes are not strong, there are no main characters, and there are group scenes or "many supporting roles", which greatly affects the experience of the story. This makes people suddenly feel the preciousness of the integrity of the film's story, and also understand that the film is really superior to the TV series: the enjoyment that a good story brings to you.
The female protagonist tried hard to convince the male protagonist that she was with the arranger who had a certain reputation and status because the other party had helped her. What she wants to persuade is not only the male protagonist, but also herself: she is not the kind of woman who sells her body that other people or even herself despise, she is not an idiot to be played with, she is not a random, uninitiated Dignity and status, just pretending to be a noble plaything or a liar in front of the male protagonist and others, everything she has now is to study and work hard by herself instead of relying on body replacement.
She constantly emphasizes her friendship with celebrities, and she wept with excitement as she defended her relationship with the composer. Her weakness and vanity exposed the cruelty of existence and her pure kindness. It was a twenty-year-old, and she would one day masterfully hide her emotions, origins, and filth, or, indifference to everything that had nothing to do with herself.
This is a movie about the golden twenties. You can be frivolous, and you are equally confused. Your frivolity is precisely the cause and effect of your confusion.
The female supporting role seems to have only one goal, which is to sleep with the male protagonist. At first glance, I thought it was unreasonable and annoying, but then I gradually found it cute. When she brought a condom to ask for credit, she was catching up with the latter's jealous anger. Finally the condom slipped slowly from her hand. It's so slow that you can't help but suspect that the director wants to advertise.
She's doing something she doesn't understand. They don't know love at all, they don't know how to love others, and they don't know how to love themselves. They also don't know anything other than love.
Are the male and female lead dancers serious? Especially when the pair of black people in front of them just jumped over, and they looked like they were just kidding. The male protagonist may dance, but the female protagonist doesn't look like she can dance at all. Can't find an actress who can dance? Even using a stand-in is better than this embarrassment, right? This dance is only left in circles.
There are so many things in a lifetime, and they do it all in their teens. What a congested and panicked youth.
Leave that chaotic life, end a period and enter a new world.
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