a movie i don't like

Eusebio 2022-03-25 09:01:23

Three and a half.

She had hugged her happier. An interesting tribute to the acceleration of silent films. Three previous memories. Story completion is what I think is the key to a drama. Some horrific fertility scenes. To be honest, uncomfortable bath scene. If that's the style of this drama, I'd give it up now. Some scary eyes. I don't like this look. If it's just a child's perspective on the adult world, it's not even a part of it. Close-ups of faces, cast selection, voice-over tones, and symbolic screams make up the whole of the uncomfortable element. I do not like. not at all. Fish in a horse's head. Like the octopus in Park Chan-wook. Always in a messy environment, deliberately created. Weird expressionism. Enough, let's get rid of the hateful Nazi satire, I just wanted to read the story. I hate over-interpretation. We need era elements, but we should not throw away the original story. After all, this is a symbolic film. There are always people who don't want to leave, even if everything here is over.

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The Tin Drum quotes

  • Bebra: You must join us, you must!

    Oskar Matzerath: You know, Mr. Bebra... to tell the truth, I prefer to be a member of the audience, and let my little art flower in secret.

    Bebra: My dear Oskar, trust an experienced colleague. Our kind must never sit in the audience. Our kind must perform and run the show, or the others will run *us*. The others are coming. They will occupy the fairgrounds, they will stage torchlight parades, build rostrums, fill the rostrums, and from those rostrums preach our destruction.

  • Oskar Matzerath: There once was a drummer. His name was Oskar. He lost his poor mama, who had eat to much fish. There was once a credulous people... who believed in Santa Claus. But Santa Claus was really... the gas man! There was once a toy merchant. His name was Sigismund Markus... and he sold tin drums lacquered red and white. There was once a drummer. His name was Oskar. There was once a toy merchant... whose name was Markus... and he took all the toys in the world away with him.