1. Too much plagiarism. The reason for plagiarism is not just the abuse of God's footage, nor the plagiarism of the plot, but the obvious contradiction between the two true detectives that were deliberately added in order to move closer to the true detective. The description of the junta agent is really superficial, he was just taken lightly to death, and his inner activities only stayed on the birds that often appeared. And his partner is even more real detective, obviously more than actual driving shots, meaningless.
2. The core defect, the two policemen are too cowardly. I have never seen such a cowardly police officer, and he is still a homicide group. The first person to be cross-examined, the handsome rascal, obviously knew everything, all the dead girls knew him, and the evidence showed that they were in one photo. Many friends say that "Memories of Murder" and "Memories of Murder" have long been hung up and kicked. Moreover, this man was unusually arrogant, even holding the police with a knife. Needless to say, in the 1980s, when there was no internet and no mobile phones, even now, the police have already put plastic bags on him. Then came the crime scene custodian Auntie. If that young man can be spared, because he is the son of that local snake or something, why is this aunt? This man's hotel was treated as a crime scene, and 3 young girls died in his place, but he could say that he didn't know anything, and put on a bad face. There is also the last arrest in the rain. The other party is a person who works in a hotel. In such a heavy rainy day, you can use a sniper rifle to suppress two police officers at a distance of 100 meters.
3. The fog of the plot is too deliberate, it is a drug dealer. An obvious case, always suspenseful, always mentioning past dictatorships and present strikes, always makes me feel that there is a narrative behind the era of "Memories of Murder", but it turns out nothing. After watching this film, I had a common feeling with the girls in it. I was tricked into watching the film, I was fucked all the time, and then I thought there was always something good behind it, and I was suddenly killed in the end.
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