This time, Zhan Yimei, the big hand of Huang Bao, finally got her wish and starred in this veritable 18-ban cult film [no. Yimei, who won the British Independent Film Award for this film, said, "It feels like Scotland has won the World Cup"; and if I make an inappropriate analogy, watching this film, she entered the World Cup with the Chinese team from the very beginning. It's just as cool, but then the Chinese team kept losing and losing and finally gave up treatment and then abused. Very exciting black humor, but full of negative energy is almost useless.
In fact, it should have been guessed at the beginning, after all, the original is Owen Wales who wrote "Trainspotting". I have seen and liked Danny Boyle's "Trainspotting", after all, it is already considered a palace, and I like this kind of B-level film that is too cult. "Dirt" will inevitably be compared. I can only say that the level of yellow violence is comparable. "Dirt" is more evil and demonic, but the level of despair is so deep that it is not as refreshing as watching "Trainspotting". . But it doesn't matter, Yimei's god-like acting skills are enough to make up for everything. It's just that you don't know what you're looking for.
I originally thought this was just a movie about "bad cops smoking, drugs, whoring endangers others' enjoyment of life", so I was a little bit lacking in the beginning (definitely not hit by the fat face of the male god Yimei in this film. Absolutely not .) After seeing it, I found out how can I be so positive. The director's camera language is so psychedelic, cutting back and forth between extreme humor and extreme depression, exposing the protagonist Bruce's filthy, manic and desperate soul mercilessly, yet hopelessly pitiful for him. Sympathy for him (is it because of Yimei's blue eyes? Possibly.). The director's ability to tell the story is really good, and the rhythm is well grasped. He has turned such a novel that is not really suitable for filming into a wonderful story that is exciting and heart-wrenching.
Back to the role of Bruce. You might think he's a do-it-yourself guy, and that's not wrong, after all, to get a promotion, he can spread rumors about young co-workers being gay, frame his best friend for harassing phone calls, and get into trouble with his co-worker's wife. He had to commit suicide...but what was he really doing? He was so desperate that he thought that his wife and children would come back after being promoted. Manic-depression and hallucinations had torn him apart, and he took prostitutes, drugs, alcohol, and mischief for brief relief and then tormented by even more repressed interiors. The film describes several times that Bruce likes suffocation sex, probably because ordinary things have no way to satisfy his morbid desire, so he fell in love with the more exciting, life-and-death orgasm. Fragmented hallucinations, depressing and crumbling lives, filthy and dirty souls, his world is just like this, apart from false and pathetic fantasies, there is no possibility of redemption. He even had to dress up as a wife to keep her in this way.
In the second half of the film, after watching the video of his wife and children, Bruce called his only friend's slutty wife, the most beautiful blue eyes in the world burst into tears, and then he swallowed his tears. He said, Do you wanna see my cock?
I'm so sad I can't help myself.
Sad, sad to die. Then he really died.
In the end, I almost thought that the film was about to embark on the path of a positive ending, but no. The widow and her son were gone, and Bruce probably hesitated for a moment, but he rolled his blue eyes and smiled nasty "Same rules apply" before kicking the chair off. The End.
Really fucking ruthless black humor, and yet I love it.
Another 10,000 likes for Zhan Yimei's acting skills, the acting is really hard and touching. I'll admit I went to this movie as a beauty addict at first, but I have to say that he's just too good to see Bruce Robert and not James McAvoy. Male god, you are so good, you deserve to be the first in the show business world, the limitless yellow storm chicory [what the hell
In the end, I have to complain about the talk show host who appeared on the TV of this film who played Frank, saying that I just watched "Frank" played by Fa Shao and I couldn't look directly at him! I can't be right anymore when I saw a friend who said "Fate gave Shamei another time", this official forced the rhythm of colleagues to death...
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