Most of this film is shrouded in a black haze, except for the sunny day when the male protagonist is released from prison, which hints at the beginning of a new life and The protagonist hides from the paparazzi in the mansion. Perhaps it is such a sharp contrast between the tight and the loose that makes people feel the beauty of the ideal and the cruelty of the reality.
In fact, what the protagonist wants is very simple. enough food, don't expect too much happiness, that's enough! But why why is the reality that they are unwilling to let him go?
This movie is very boring, a lot of people have died, and I can't help but keep my mind wandering while watching it, hoping like the butterfly effect, back to the moment I gave the tramp the dagger and let him keep the gun, or Don't give him the dagger, go back to the moment he sent his sister to accompany her home, and send her to France. Go back to the end of the alley, don't take Billy's money, go and kill the black boss first, go back to the moment when he pointed the gun at the boy and shoot. Going back to the moment he first met Penny, not stopping the man who robbed him. Penny is the butterfly in this movie! Penny introduced him to Charlotte, replaced Lee, sabotaged Gaunt's plans, and got Billy into trouble...even back to the moment he had a fight three years ago.
However, life can't be turned back, like the end of the butterfly effect, I don't want anyone to be hurt, so I have to choose to drown myself in the womb, but if I was never born, what does the life and death of these people have to do with me? The film and the butterfly effect are actually quite similar. There are not so many assumptions in life, there is only one result, no matter whether it is good or bad, even if it cruelly kills you, you can only face it helplessly. But in fact, he could have been better, leave the homeless, cherish your friends, take care of your sister, leave the irrelevant girls, be friendly rather than violent, be loved rather than feared.
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