There are always movies that you've seen on your TV on your computer that you still wish you could see in theaters, with friends or family.
A Chinese Ghost Story is such a movie, how lucky the theater is to replay the 87 version, even if it is a gimmick for the new version.
I can't think of any new words to praise Zhang Guorong and Wang Zuxian of this era, or the style of the film, the soundtrack, and the demeanor of the actors.
So, what to say?
I think it's a kind of affection, even if
the subtitles and dubbing are seriously incompatible;
the sensational soundtrack of "Don't Come at Dawn" sounded, and the Four Heavenly Kings appeared in my head...
Yan Chixia hugged Ning Caichen and shouted, I was so moved I really want to cry;
after these embarrassing moments, my heart is still pounding, and the plot is either sad or happy.
Almost ten hours after the end of the screening, Ning Caichen, who still has a scholar-like appearance in his head, is so
good that Xiaoqian
has never planned to watch the new version, and he still doesn't understand the meaning of the remake.
Don't directors understand the superficial truth that memory is always the best?
There are still no new gimmicks, and they simply use old films to make money.
However, if the old version can be replayed every time it is shown in the theater, then shoot it. At least it will benefit me when I wait
for the 12:20 noon to eliminate people. No more than 20 people will enter the theater, gather in a small group, and enjoy VIP treatment.
At the end of the show, a young mother asked the two- or three-year-old baby: Son, is Leslie Cheung handsome? handsome or not?
I answered silently in my heart: not only handsome, but beautiful.
In the film, he is a handsome man in the world, and Wang Zuxian is a poignant beauty in the underworld
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