The plot is full of flaws and bugs

Alysson 2022-04-23 07:02:41

The FBI black asked what happened to the male protagonist. The male protagonist didn't dare to say that he would kill your son just because the bad guy threatened me with a word? May I ask if you were bugged or someone was following you? Fortunately, in the square, you dare not say that you are afraid of being too many eyes and ears to send a text message. The
ending is the most ridiculous. Put a bomb on the male lead's car and lead him to the FBI's garage, so the plan for so long is the architectural blueprint. The plan of so many people pretending to be delivery drivers is a complete P? How did they calculate that the male protagonist would definitely follow the garage? If it weren't for the appearance of the black FBI, the male protagonist would have been shot into a sieve by the guards at the door? If the bomb hadn't been detonated in the garage, it probably wouldn't have been so powerful. The
later attempts made it seem like the male protagonist was chosen as his neighbor to introduce him into the plan step by step. However, all the steps were taken for granted and never passed. After scrutiny, I can only say that the injury is too big

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Arlington Road quotes

  • Michael Faraday: They asked you what you stand for. You tell them, you stand for blowing up families. For orphan sons. Your father really killed himself you son of a bitch? Or is that just where you got your start?

    [steps on Lang's neck]

    Michael Faraday: Call it off.

    Oliver Lang: It's for you, Michael. We're doing this for you. It's for all of us.

    Michael Faraday: It's not for me, call it off!

    Oliver Lang: Are you happy in your godless suburban life?

    Michael Faraday: Call off the bomb! Call off the fuckin' bomb!

    [Lang smashes the walkie talkie]

    Michael Faraday: No!

    Oliver Lang: They sent your wife to her death, Michael! Surely you won't be sorry to see them go?

    [Faraday runs off]

    Oliver Lang: Go on... run. You're too late!

  • [last lines]

    Oliver Lang: Where do we go from here?

    Cheryl Lang: Someplace nice.

    Oliver Lang: I hope so.

    Cheryl Lang: Someplace safe.

    Oliver Lang: Definitely.