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I have always disliked Korean movies, for no other reason, mainly because I hate the pronunciation of Korean and the flat faces of Korean men. But the Korean movies that I have seen only a few are all the same colorful and eye-catching. . But I have to admit, this kind of color effect that is even a little distorted is very pleasing to me. When a large piece of five-colored leaves fall on the road, when the reeds with the sunset red sway at the gate of the campus, when Xiao Jin's father Taking her through the mountains and forests, when the water is so green and moving, those beautiful pictures make everything seem cruel and beautiful, complicated and simple. It's about a girl and another girl, it's about a daughter and a father.

I like Ji Ying very much, the girl who always put a smile on her lips until she died. Although she died in a somewhat inexplicable way not long after her appearance, her smile revealed some kind of cruelty. , but it makes people feel so beautiful, so sweet, so innocent. Maybe she really regards sex as a kind of salvation, and regards herself as Vasumitra, who uses her body and sex to make people return to the original Indian prostitute. The

film There are a lot of places that make people feel cliché and far-fetched, such as the client who jumped off the building and died. When Xiao Jin's father scolded him for walking downstairs, the camera turned to the ground, I was thinking, it won't be so cliché, so I will commit suicide ?I didn't expect that the next second, there was a sound of "pong", and then black blood seeped out from the seam. Including the part where my father beat another man to death, I also felt awkward.

The other one in the film My favorite scene is the part where the father puts on headphones for his daughter. Whether it's waking up his daughter in the bedroom at the beginning, or at the end, the daughter has a dream that she was killed by her father and buried in the ground and put on headphones.

My favorite is the ending part , the police car took the father away, and in the torrential rain, the daughter was struggling to drive the car she just learned, chasing crookedly on the muddy road. It felt as if a toddler was chasing her parents.

Think of Iwai Junji and cruel youth fairy tales are two terms, I don't know why, I feel that this type of film only belongs to Asia.

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