Everyone is bored when they are bored, so bored they take me out to eat, so bored they play games one after another, so bored they find someone who is a little more polite to fall in love with, so bored they can follow me to a boring museum, boring To have pointless quarrels with people you don't know on forums.
Are humans really that boring? Wouldn't it be nice to be in a daze when you're bored? It is not the silence of thinking that is deprived of busyness and poverty. It's great to be in a daze, I miss sitting in class in the carefree era, facing the "Lineage Women" who teach linear algebra, and seeing the inexplicable country all the way with straight eyes.
What broke the world I was in a daze, such a quiet world, pure and peaceful, only belongs to my world.
is blood.
In many novels, for a moment, it seems to hear the sound of a broken heart, as if to hear the roar of the world collapsing - blinking, it's too exaggerated.
"I thought that these injuries only hunt the weak and will never be imposed on me until one day we encounter it."
Until one day when I sat on the subway and cried out all my heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney, my world became more uneasy sound.
"That's an unfamiliar self"
seems to be called PTSD in psychology. Devout people are said to show strong immunity at such times. Too bad I'm an atheist, so I'm sitting in a church just because it's dimly lit and the chants are slow for sleep. God is at least a useful person when in need.
Jodie Foster JJ, probably laid the foundation for my aesthetic interest in girls. When I watched "Silence of the Lambs" for the Nth time, I accidentally downloaded a review version. JJ's description of Clarice is "heroine", hero, which also means "protagonist" in English. What JJ loves about this role is that she broke the film tradition of "heroes save beauty" and played a role that should have been played by men in a Hollywood movie, saving a weak - her same sex. This seems to indicate that two qualities of women - defined by Shakespeare, and demonstrated by Bevoir - JJ firmly in the latter camp. This may be the reason why she refused to star in the sequel. Foster JJ showed such a strong tendency when picking scripts at a young age - she can be a victim or a savior, but she refuses to be the prey. Although the script changed the ending to Hannibal's suicide, Clarice stood firm, but the tears she shed were enough to annoy JJ.
The French title is called A Vif, and it is hard to think of its English title The Brave One. In Chinese, I think for those who are very casual about movie titles, it would be OK to translate it as "The Brave".
In this film, Foster JJ played both the victim and the savior.
When the movie started, I thought it was going to be a typical Hollywood revenge movie, full of gore and revenge thrills - and the gore was there, but the thrill was replaced by fear. In the middle of the film, I thought it would be a spiritual journey to explore the recovery process of post-traumatic response shocks - it turns out that the mind sees what the intellect resists seeing.
"I'm sure it's not just me, everyone has had a similar thought, what if we hadn't said this, or even who we are now? However, you can't predict what will happen in special circumstances. What kind of self is brought forth, you can use your brain to imagine desperately, and then limit it with moral standards... But until you are really pushed into a situation where your nerves are constantly challenged, you will change, and you will never be able to Imagine what kind of person you will become."
This is JJ's commentary on traumatic psychology as a producer.
I have no moral cleanliness, just some senseless persistence, and in some unnecessary places it is difficult to restrain perfectionism. So I'm having a bit of a hard time digesting the end of the video.
I think this ending should make a lot of viewers uncomfortable - this kind of challenge to social morality, to the established system, to the legal system. In fact, most people cannot stand on the thin dividing line between black and white, right and wrong, right and wrong. Sometimes even just because of temporary confusion, a little bit of greed, a little bit of selfishness, a single finger of interest is enough to smash it. What we call a gentleman can only stand up, pat the dust off his body, and admit that he is wrong. The villain rolled twice in the dust, still admitting that he was wrong. The hypocrite stands up and does not admit that he has fallen. There is also a so-called superb person, who is carrying a whole body of dust, obviously still on the ground, but tries to cover up the boundary with his feet, thinking that he is the spokesperson of the moon.
But no matter what kind of person, as long as they don't be too BT or are too honest with themselves, they always expect to meet a strong man who can stand up straight and don't lie down on the screen.
So I don't feel comfortable when the director shows the multifaceted morality.
In the past, when talking about some of the past encounters, I calmly said that we will never be the most unfortunate one in this world, at least to be able-bodied, physically and mentally healthy. At this time, other people's eyes will move down my chin unconsciously, probably trying to find some shape of pendant on me.
This time it was my turn to look down to see if I really had a cross on my chest. When Hannibal escaped from the FBI, I stood up and cheered, why was Erica stuck in my throat when she was freed from her fate in prison.
Did I change, or was it because of the one who violated the law, the one who suppressed violence with violence, and the one who took revenge?
The policeman in the film says "Women kill their husbands, their lovers and children, but they don't kill people they don't know."
As long as a case like "Vigilante" is involved in "Criminal Minds", the first judgment is "male".
Violent crime has always been a man's forte. The woman's emotions, after a trauma, can't let go, feel insecure, how to express the emotions of a woman who has lost her past life, how can she save herself? Everyone expected her to cry, drink, take drugs, and commit suicide, but they didn't expect her to kill. Erica has a rather interesting line in the play, when she points the gun at her attacker who once attacked her and yells "I just want my dog back". That dog is Erica in the past. A woman who thinks she is a strong man. Before marriage, she suddenly encountered a gangster. Her boyfriend was beaten to death, and she herself was seriously injured. Ever since Erica grew up in a world she had never known When Li wakes up, her dog and her past self have disappeared at the same time. She didn't know what to do, how to protect herself, how to release the anger in her heart.
Until her hand holding the gun stopped shaking. Does this mean that this time, what she holds in her hand is "justice"? Although I don't agree, the director gave the dog back to Erica. When she and the dog hugged at the original location, at least Erica's life came back.
Once again, Foster JJ played a rare role in a movie, she was always strong. In other words, only she can play the female role that breaks into the restricted area of men like this. Wild like AJ, strong like Julie Moore, she can't perfectly combine a woman's weak appearance with a hard core.
It's a pity that the baby face that once restricted her play path did not stop the time involved. JJ shouldn't care about wrinkles, seeing her eyes as blue as ever and her nails as clean as ever, I think if she gives me such a chance, I still want to kiss those lips that are always thin and diamond-shaped.
Right or wrong, this classification is still the work of God. All one can do is execute, and then be judged by others.
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