The first time I saw this movie on station B, it was completely directed at Michael's brother Lincoln (I have to say that Dominic Pessel is a rare tough guy in the film industry that has emerged in recent years). The first half of the plot is bland and unremarkable. An ordinary blue-collar office worker, his wife is ill, overdrafts his savings, and invests funds in a desperate attempt to repay his debts. Instead, he is fooled by brokers and judges and others, and he ends up losing everything and in debt. The wife cut her wrists and committed suicide in desperation. The male protagonist had no love for life and no way to take revenge. Finally, he chose the most direct way: sending these Wall Street vampires who had ruined their own family to hell. In the heartwarming Tututu, a group of elites fell to the ground under the sound of gunfire; in the end, the male protagonist confronted the big boss of the financial company, and the BOSS's generous and calm speech before his death revealed the essential problem that the film wants to reveal: the American elite class The squeezing and fooling of millions of ordinary people is the reason for the tragedy; free trade capitalism works, that's why profits are always at the top, bankers and property owners be richer and richer, and the common people always lose in the end s answer. After the reveal, I did not forget to mock these capitalists who used to deceive thousands of investors with a dramatic ending: being killed by the gangsters with the bullets of the special police by the same method, which is the bitter satire of the evil behavior of the American capitalist society. I am rather suspicious of how the director brought such a sensitive and reactionary subject matter to the screen to pass the scrutiny, hey, gossip aside, in short, it is a YY-style film that vents and ruthlessly complains about the injustice in the real world.
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