Not a particularly tight plot, but there are a few good shots.
The color of the whole film is very light, always gray, like an ink painting.
There are only two exceptions.
One, it is by the river, with a lot of backlight, very warm.
Second, it was on the prostitute's bed, where the bright pink light made the person's silhouette deformed.
Killer, prostitute.
Every time I watch a movie with this theme, I secretly hope that the final ending will be two people flying away, but every time I can't do it.
As long as "follow me, forever" is mentioned before the ending, one must die in the end, as if not so sorry for the dull tone of the whole film.
I've always thought that the priest should be a key player.
Seeing through his lies, he kept trying to persuade him, which was especially meaningful. But in the end I thought too much.
George Clooney is also getting old.
He has always been very calm in the film, and he is very calm in killing anyone.
It wasn't until I finally squeezed my fist and hit the steering wheel that I had the first strong emotional release, which was in place. It made me feel a little worried too, damn it, just a little bit.
The soundtrack is good.
Abruzzo is beautiful, central Italy. There is no glitz in the north, no glamour in the south, and there is a desolate strength of its own.
Finish writing, call it a day.
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