I don't know if Gu Long was influenced by Melville, but Alain Delon's performance is too cool. The killer does anything under the cold blue-gray tone of the whole play, even stealing a car lamely, showing a high-level character.
You don't need acting skills to be cool with an expressionless face, and I think so now, but that's Alain Delon, the most handsome guy in film history to play a killer who is so cool that it's totally tailor-made. The lone killer is all about being cool, and you may have the idea of "playing" in your head, but no one's going to be critical of him for more than 30 seconds. Looking at Andy Lau, it's really purposeful to play cool...
If you like cool brother, don't get along with him.
Killer Jeff has no past or future, and only lives for more than 100 minutes in the movie. In my first impression, he never took the initiative to speak, and if he could, Jeff would never speak. His words and deeds do not need to be explained by his origins. His internal organs are filled with loneliness and loneliness.
Jeff is staying in a minimalist hotel, and his movements as a host are not as big as a caged bird. If being alone will reveal his true side, he seems to lack even the idea of self-talk, at least not a symbol. Although he is cool, he steals cars, kills people, and doesn't take it easy. Every time he goes out, he straightens his back and holds his hat with one hand in front of the mirror. This moment, in my opinion, is the only chance for Jeff to confirm his "existence". . Go out, the killer is born.
This is a seriously cool movie, and I recommend that everyone who wants to pretend to be cool should watch it. Even if the heart is strong enough, the road of coolness is still full of pain. The pain does not mean that the deeds are miserable, which can be avoided, but that behind the coolness, restraint and abandonment are of considerable weight, and many qualifications for happiness are self-deprived. If you don't want to start, you're not cool enough.
On second thought this is called "cruel".
In the end he was cool.
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The guy who grows flowers in the "Killer" series of Nine Knives also has a similar character. He lives in subtraction. He doesn't have so many desires, so he doesn't have so much happiness, and he doesn't hurt so much. It's just the kind of pain you only care about. It hurts you very deeply.
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looked at Jeff’s demeanor , I think of a classmate in my third year of high school, his nickname "Gambler" is more important than his name, because I forgot.
This is one of the most fun-loving people I've ever met growing up. The first time I met him was playing cards. When we first moved to the dormitory, he sat directly in our dormitory and fought the landlord. He could stretch out his index and middle fingers to grab a mere card from the card fan in his right hand, and pop it out without raising his head. Come on, he said in a low voice disdainfully,
"Diamond three",
this three-diamond tossing method has the same shocking effect on us as Wang Zhuang, how bad he can play his cards so coolly. At that time, everyone was unfamiliar, and this situation shocked the audience, so we called him a gambler based on this situation. Later, this dormitory like a chess and card room gave birth to a bunch of self-proclaimed "Gamblers", "Gamblers", "Gamblers" and "Gamblers".
When he plays well, he will try his best to hide his inner complacency and wait for others to praise him. I once said, "Gambler, how good you are at playing cards, and how handsome your throwing posture is." He lowered his head and snickered again. Shun admired his hand, and said coldly, "The right hand of God."
He is too cool and doesn't easily show a shriveled appearance, but his card skills are not good. Once he loses, everyone teases him "Gamblers also lose...". In order to save face, he often cheats and does not shuffle the cards. , and went back to the dormitory to sleep without turning his head. In this way, he couldn't play cards for several days.
This boy likes to wear tight and narrow school uniforms. He always walks with his head up and his chest is broken. After blowing his hair, he will look at the mirror for a long time. He pursed his chin and slowly combed his hair into a middle-aged appearance. Heaven, but he is not handsome, all this coolness can only be admired.
The gambler's laugh is low, and I will cover my face and pant and smirk after a few words with him. At this time, his other hand must be holding the golden right elbow.
When I saw him like this, I knew how tiring it was to be cool, and it was only superficial.
A warrior like Jeff is only fit for admiration and awe.
With all due respect for my digression.
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