Incomparable depression and despair. There is a sense of immediate vision of his own situation.

Unique 2022-09-12 12:53:00

After reading it, I was extremely shocked, and hurriedly wrote down my own broken words, #見作#
Extremely depressed and desperate. The tears in the corners of his eyes when he was rescued are even more helpless to despair of life. In a strange town, due to greed and curiosity, he lost everything on impulse and fell into the quagmire step by step. Nightmarish place where you can't die.
In a small town, the emptiness behind the carnival of the residents, the confusion hidden in the presumptuous life, is jaw-dropping. It's too scary. Thriller doesn't necessarily have to use foreign objects to create a terrifying atmosphere. The depression and inability to escape from life is the real despair!
The male lead is great, curious-confused-panic-desperate, everything is just right; the character setting is also good, live by the rules, there is dissatisfaction and longing, but can't stand temptation, can't hold his own position, can't escape, can't resist is ineffective, only It can be over.
The character setting of Doctor is very interesting. Could this homeless man be a visitor to this town? He saw the madness and dullness of this town, but he did not escape. Combined with his so-called "knowing himself better", he might stay Here is his choice.
Now this construction site is boring and empty, and if it goes on like this, I guess I will turn myself into a resident of Bundayabba.

PS: The subtitles show that there is a second part, but why can't I find it?
What does it mean when someone says that the male protagonist hunts and sees his sexual orientation? I didn't see it. . .

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Wake in Fright quotes

  • John Grant: [on Two-up] There's a nice, simple-minded game.

  • Jock Crawford: [watching John drink a beer] Better?

    John Grant: Yes, better. Thanks, mate.

    Jock Crawford: Have another one!

    John Grant: Oh... no, I don't really like to.

    Jock Crawford: One more beer, thanks, Joyce.

    [Joyce pours John another beer]

    John Grant: [nervously] Jock, you damn near saved my life just now, how 'bout... completing the job by giving me a cigarette, huh?

    [Crawford hands him one]

    John Grant: Thanks.

    Jock Crawford: [lights the cigarette] I thought you were pulling out of The Yabba on Saturday.

    John Grant: Hmm? Oh, yes, yes, I was.

    Jock Crawford: What went wrong?

    John Grant: Oh, I got involved.