sun was in the sky, the flowers smiled at me, the little bird said early, why did you carry the dynamite bag on your back?
I went to bomb the school, the principal didn't know, I ran as soon as I pulled the string, and the school was gone with a bang!
When I grow up, I don’t even know what I was singing at that time, but how terrible is that kind of hatred of the school
and "Elephant" is just two children who want to "blow up the school", and seemingly ordinary The
whole movie of American high school life one day looks like Dogme95. Many of them were shot with hand-held cameras. They are completely based on the perspective of different students.
Everyone has their own day, but they are intertwined with each other in a small campus. Like what we usually see every day in
class, exercise, eating, and discussion, the whole movie is smooth and slow, and it seems to be harmonious,
but the two seemingly innocent children are brewing a bloody massacre.
They are obsessed with Nazi, and they like games. The thrill of killing people, they can easily get guns through the Internet, their plans are not leaking, they laugh a little smug and evil, but
I always think that they are still children, children who can’t find their way, and the beautiful piano sound can’t comfort them. The inner anxiety and the familiar faces can only be a tool for them to vent their anger.
They can only taste the taste of love by hugging each other, but everything has become a prelude to death.
The blood of such a beautiful and cruel girl is sprayed on the library bookshelf. Just now, she was still complaining that the teacher wanted her to wear shorts for physical education class tomorrow, and other girls laughed at
photography-loving boys all the way to shoot, the couples on campus, the blond boys, and the boys holding weapons and
a bunch of girls. Love beauty and gossip. When they vomited out for lunch,
the principal, who collapsed to the ground with the cold barrel of the gun behind them, eventually became their target...
everything seemed to be under his control. But lost child, can you get inner peace?
Like an elephant in the living room, people either pretend that it can’t be there or think it’s not a real elephant
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