Who Cares?

Melyssa 2022-03-25 09:01:13

One old and one young, one male and one female, two different generations, have different objects of hatred and common dislikes. They feel that those things that should be the basics of society, but they are constantly passing, and the current world is getting closer and closer to them. Farther and farther, those mass communication channels are full of vulgar values, so the story begins with a reality show and ends with a reality show.

In fact, everyone has their own dark side. The movie magnifies it, and then executes anyone who feels unpleasant to the eye. In fact, their hearts are cowardly.

Many times we see others spitting, making noises in the movie theater, etc., and we may only secretly say that we are incompetent, but seldom act, because we all lack a sense of security. So a lot of times people expect a hero to come forward. Maybe they will be some kind of hero in the eyes of some people.

But this hero is actually just pushed to a limit, and what he does is just a kind of catharsis. It should be more helpless. Who cares after that? .

I don’t know much about the United States, and I don’t know the so-called American spirit, but the inheritance and conflict of culture should exist in every country, but it is difficult for today’s society to give birth to the spiritual leader of the public, because people have gradually forgotten how to get there. think.

In the end, this movie reminded me of a game called "Grand Theft Auto", in that world, you can vent as much as you like, but I don't really like it. And I don't like the movie in which the male protagonist finally went to the reality show, just because the female protagonist deceived him, otherwise they would be ready to fly together. They didn't think of the responsibility, which made the thought that the film wanted to express not so heartwarming. .

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  • Frank: I wish I was a super-genius inventor and could come up with a way to make a telephone into an explosive device that was triggered by the American Superstarz voting number. The battery could explode and leave a mark on the face, so I could know who to avoid talking to before they even talked.

  • Frank: I am offended. Not because I got a problem with bitter, predictible, whining millionaire disc jockeys complaining about celebrities or how tough their life is, while I live in an apartment with paper-thin walls next to a couple of Neanderthals who, instead of a baby, decided to give birth to some kind of nocturnal civil defense air raid siren that goes off every fucking night like it's Pearl Harbor.