Many people complained that the director was so confused that people couldn't tell what the film was going to say, who was the hero, what was he doing, who was his wife, whether he died or not. Where. First put aside the war, the fate of soldiers, all kinds of metaphors and filth in the film. Simply speaking, this illusion.
Yes, hallucinations, hallucinations, hallucinations. If you're a pilot and you're on the go, you'll have no trouble watching this movie at all. After flying you may have lag, dyslexia, muscle twitches. hallucinations. One second you feel like you are you, the next second you can't remember what you were doing the last second, the passage of time becomes clearer because your senses are magnified. You will feel how everything goes so slowly. You are actually in the room, but you don't know what that thing does to your brain, what effect it has on your brain, you will feel like you are floating on the sea, you will cover yourself with a quilt and you will feel like you are back in your mother's womb. One second you cry and the next you laugh, one after another, the constant hallucinations hit your whole soul, so that you can't tell which one is you. You don't even know whether you exist or not. So I feel the same way.
As the subject of a chemical experiment, the male protagonist took a super hallucinogen without knowing it, and produced BAD TRIP, and was subjected to BAD TRIP. This BAD TRIP has haunted him for so long. From the bottom of my heart, I think it's all so horrific, so cruel to these soldiers. Because BAD TRIP is something I can't stand for even a second, it really hurts like hell. You don't know what you're doing at all, you'll be irritable, naive, aggressive, irritable, depressed, sensitive, anxious, and all the complicated things may all happen to you together. I don't even know, if it's the drugs that control you, but is it the drugs that give the order, do they suppress or inspire something in people that makes people like this? Whether inhibiting or stimulating, these things are inherently part of the human being. That is, maybe, we are really born this way, maybe, we really are such people. Maybe the drugs just ripped off our figurines and left us naked in front of each other.
How should the final self-redemption be achieved? Is it really through faith? To put it bluntly, it can be regarded as saving yourself. Therefore, people are constantly self-destructing and self-salvation, and they are also dragged into this world.
What kind of thing are humans?
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