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The power of tolerance
Megane 2021-12-23 08:01:42
The plot of the film is simple, and the veteran actor Hopkins is also handy. What really touches people is what happened to the male protagonist in the process of setting the record. In the eyes of ordinary people, this old man is undoubtedly a weird person, often doing things that make people laugh and cry. The yard was overgrown with weeds. Neighbors complained that this would affect local housing prices. The old man’s method of cutting grass was a fire, which eventually attracted the fire brigade. It is probably not a pleasant thing to have such a neighbor, but everyone accepted him with a tolerant attitude, supported the goal pursued by the old man, and offered help when necessary. Almost all the old man encountered in the journey of setting the record was help. Without such help, the record would be difficult to achieve. From this, again, if this happened in China, would the old man be able to meet his neighbours and not be regarded as a weird person and get those help, and finally make history? Such miracles are most likely to appear in democratic countries, and the greatest spirit of democracy lies in tolerance.
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Leroy the Cowboy: [pointing to antelope trophy head] You got any of those critters over there?
Burt Munro: Oh yes, much bigger though. Well, we breed them down there on big farms, and cut off their antlers and send them over to Hong Kong. And they grind the antlers into dust, and they eat that stuff. Must be some sort of aphrodisiac or something. Puts lead in your pencil.
Rhonda: You could do with some of that eh, Leroy?
Burt Munro: Your girlfriend?
Leroy the Cowboy: Wife.
Burt Munro: Oh. Oh dear...
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Burt Munro: So what are you doing in Vietnam?
Rusty: Umm, I'm involved in Operation Ranch Hand.
Burt Munro: What's that? Farming or something?
Rusty: Ah no, not exactly. We ah... we just started this program... we are spraying the jungle from the air with herbicides, so the enemy the Vietcong don't have any place to hide. Right... Agent Orange, we call this stuff.