Good luck makes people, the eternal main theme of the world - after watching "Midnight Cowherd"

Joe, who has been hard-pressed since he was a child (you can learn from his dreams: he was harassed by his grandmother when he was young, he was a soldier, and he and his girlfriend were ooxxed in the car by a group of people, and the girlfriend went crazy afterwards) Going to New York to make a fortune by being a cowherd, of course, the reality is very skinny. Not only did he not earn money, but he was deceived by the "prostitutes". So he lives at the bottom of New York society with the little gangster Rizzo (a frail and sloppy person) who had deceived him. Until Rizzo's condition worsened, Joe slept with an old man in order to fulfill Rizzo's wish to return to Miami. Finally, he used the money from beating the old man to buy a ticket and clothes and set foot on the road to Miami. In the bus, Joe was While telling Rizzo about his plans for his future life, Rizzo dies. Obviously, the Cowherd was caught off guard by the sudden incident. After a while in the car, everything was calm. Joe closed Rizzo's eyes and stared blankly ahead, and the film stopped abruptly. I sighed, if Niulang reacted, this scene would become another gray light and shadow in his nightmare.
After watching the movie, I feel that this fate is really a trick. It can often strike your weak underbelly with a surprise gesture, leaving you suffocated to the point of not knowing what to do. The last part of the movie is the most embarrassing, Rizzo takes Joe to see his father's cemetery to show him the bitterness in his heart, and Joe pawns his most precious radio in order to buy medicine and food for Rizzo (though There are a lot of Oedipal complexes or sexual innuendos of gay existence in the film, and the fact that the director of the film is gay, but I still don't think they are gay). But in the end, each other's efforts still could not save the hopeless fate, Rizzo died on the sunny road.
As the saying goes: unsatisfactory things are often eight or nine, but they can be said to others. There is a kind of cruelty in life. This cruelty is not because I am lonely all my life, but because I have never wanted to be with me, but there is such a person (whether a lover or a friend) who has penetrated into my life, and we are hanging on each other in the cold winter and snowy night. When I finally got used to it and sighed that I could breathe a sigh of relief, you died suddenly. I haven't told you what I want, and you haven't had time to close your eyes. Fate teased the unfortunate us again, and I'm going to start fucking alone with endless dreams again.
Hehe, good fortune fools people, we are all about the same.

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