dead but alive

Reggie 2022-12-14 18:00:45

The dark style is still the same as the human nature and feelings of that era. It is not different, but it is also different. It is also
a werewolf, with less inspirational changes and more reasonable redemption. The torment of the years can be seen on Lawrence's face. Father The sinister nature and the hatred of his mother caused Lawrence to have a successful first half of his life through hard work, but he heard the news of his brother's death in the rest of his extravagant life, which made him quickly return to the beginning of his broken life, although the ending was not his end. .Only

the wolf howl at the end, I vaguely feel a trace of unwillingness.

Like people today, what do you think. What do you do? Like the comments here, it is obviously a story that is so similar to the details in the book. When it comes
to novels, people There is a splendor in people's eyes, but when almost the original is displayed on the screen, they always say that this is not good, that it is not good enough, there is nothing better, and some are just the unknown independent aesthetics in their own books, Everyone's own aesthetics, but it is not necessarily good for others.

In my opinion, such a law-abiding, but mixed with the moral humanity and some stories in the years, still stand upright in the baptism of time, And some people always think that this is boring, not exciting, and not innovative. No matter how perfect the decoration is, it is only a contemptuous joke in exchange for others.

Ugly is not the fault of the werewolf, so it will not be the fault of humans

. Like some comments, they are decorated with ugly tastes with ornate adjectives, and they will not have any intention of ending. Like Lawrence's father, he is also comfortable

and this "place for comments" is his painful and unwilling to despair. face

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The Wolfman quotes

  • MacQueen: It was about twenty-five years ago now. My pa found him: Quinn Noddy and all his flock. Brains, guts and God-knows-what lying across the moor. And the look on Quinn's face. Like he'd been eaten alive. Whatever did it, it was big, had claws, and didn't mind a load of buckshot. After that, me father went home. He melted down my ma's wedding spoons, and cast silver bullets off 'em. He wouldn't leave the house on a full moon from then on.

  • Lawrence Talbot: You killed my mother.

    Sir John Talbot: Yes, I suppose I did.