Film quality, withered westerns, Miller's wheat fields, Edvard Munch's bleak streets and panicked faces, and Edward Hope's icy sunshine. Psychedelic soundtrack, there is also a middle-eastern music in the middle, hallucination. Exotic streets and shop windows, surrealism and Freudian fantasy, "sex" like water poured out. To be honest, I didn't understand some parts, the lines were like a dream, the editing was broken, and the male protagonist fainted when he disagreed. The bridge section was Shakespeare with a brace and a brace of three. The director is very ambitious, and is talking about everything else in the skin of a male prostitute - friendship, family, brotherhood, and so on.
Similar to road westerns, gangster films, various hybrids. Probably looking for hallucinations about childhood, many people search for childhood all their lives. The life of the actor is similar to that of the protagonist, (accompany me), and the method of death is the same. The 2:35 lens is like a refractometer. 46:06 The bottom right corner is a bit funny 49:28 If I knew he was so hard to start, I would never turn it off
is a good film. Psychedelic, dizzy.
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