"Poisonous Snake" talks about the pleasure of the virtual plus the physical body is higher than the real spirit and flesh, choose the virtual or the reality, and talk about it for more than an hour, and finally solve it with an open marriage like a "gentleman's agreement". Nowadays, people are so indulged in the comfort of the flesh, or are the directors and editors self-assured and self-obsessed? "Life Fragments" talks about the cliché that mobile phones have become human organs, and that online virtual life and real life are indistinguishable from each other. Do I need to find an extreme case of losing a wife and a mother who lost their job, and a traffic accident for which the responsibility is clear (the drunkard is the main responsibility, and the husband who is tired of driving and looking down at his mobile phone is at least the secondary responsibility) to illustrate? Turned into kidnapping with guns? The mother-in-law and mother talked about what the appeal was, and praised the social software for doing so well. In the end, dust returns to dust, and dust returns to dust, but each has done what their social identities should do. "Rachel, Jieke, and Little Ashley" tells the story of two silly white sweet fans who rescued the star's brains under the leadership of a smart little robot. Does it treat the moviegoers as stupid as the director and screenwriter?
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