I want to grow marijuana with you

Damaris 2022-03-26 09:01:13

The overall story structure of the film feels unsatisfactory, and the plot arrangement is not so profound, but Norton's performance adds points to the film. Norton played two roles by himself, the successful and motivated brother, and the dangling younger brother. The two roles performed very well. In the end, I still like the role of my younger brother even more. Although my elder brother is a philosophy professor, I feel that the younger brother of Tiaoerlangdan is a poet.

The dangling younger brother has a strong hope for life and love. He has a career he likes. He cultivates marijuana with the most advanced equipment. He pays great attention to his family. Although his mother doesn't like him, he keeps visiting the mother who entered the nursing home early, and a child who is about to be born. Great wife, an old friend, an old guitar.

When he told his brother how he cultivated marijuana, from his actions and expressions, one could see the pure pursuit of what people love. And for the sake of his family, the firmness of giving up growing marijuana makes people feel the love for the family. And in the end, when he died, it was sad when he took the responsibility of his brother's murder on himself. The person who seemed the worst was the gentlest of all. Died by the doctor's gun, I am very grateful to the screenwriter for the arrangement, so that we were not slapped by reality, and the real vendetta did not happen to him, this is a good ending.

And my brother, like us, is entangled in the present, but can't let go of the memories. Life seems to be going well, but it's not really happy. I feel like a walking corpse, I struggle and work hard step by step, but my blood has lost the enthusiasm for life, and I am stubborn. In the end, he accepted all that for his younger brother, and finally chose to stay beside his younger brother. Sitting in the courtyard and letting the rain fall can make people feel real.

This movie is a comedy in terms of classification, but it makes people sad. The people who are ignored are always those poets who live with enthusiasm and love, and who are labeled as bad people in the eyes of the world.

There are too many questions in life, uncertainty, who to become, who to be, to experience joys and sorrows, love and hatred, living in this flashy world.

Imagine being like that marijuana poet, simple and pure, growing marijuana with your loved one.

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Extended Reading
  • Jovanny 2022-03-27 09:01:21

    This world has many faces, and the so-called truth is just one of them.

  • Valentin 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    Rational vs Emotional

Leaves of Grass quotes

  • Janet: You still leaving tomorrow.

    Bill Kincaid: I think so.

    Janet: I'll miss you.

    Bill Kincaid: And we barely know each other.

    Janet: "You have not known what you are. You have slumbered upon yourself all your life. Your eyelids have been the same as closed most of the time. What you have done returns already in mockeries. The mockeries are not you. Underneath them, and within them, I see you lurk."

    Bill Kincaid: [absorbing what she'd just quoted] Who was that?

    Janet: Walt Whitman.

    Bill Kincaid: I don't think I ever imagined hearing him recited to me by a girl gutting a 40 pound catfish.

    Janet: That's exactly how he should be recited. He wrote without rhyme or meter. Free verse. Just whatever he felt inside coming out in one intricate rhythm. Pure unashamed passion, without definable restriction.

    Bill Kincaid: I'm sorry, see, I have a few issues with that.

    Janet: Why?

    Bill Kincaid: Because some have dared to suggest that even poetry has rules.

    Janet: Or you make your own.

    Bill Kincaid: Right there, that's the part I never bought into.

    Janet: Because?

    Bill Kincaid: If everybody runs around making their own rules, how can you ever find what's true? There's nothing... there's nothing to rely on.

    Janet: "One night, I split my cicada skin, devoured your leaves, knowing no poison, no law of nourishment in that larval blindness, a hunger finally true."

    Bill Kincaid: Who's that?

    Janet: That's me.

  • Brady Kincaid: I ain't gonna manufacture or purvey anything that I ain't gonna ingest into my own sweet self.