Watching these old movies now, it really feels like home. When I was young, I only felt that the martial arts of He He Hei were super handsome, and a martial arts dream was planted in my heart. When I grow up, I will no longer be naive. I know that innocence will never return, but this state of knowing a little about everything and pretending to be forceful is also very cute.
The Han nationalism shown in the film and the contempt for the people of the Qing Dynasty were a common state of that era. Whether it is the mainland or Hong Kong, they both envy and fear the wealth and luxury of Western civilization. The fire gun can kill with one blow, but when it is drenched in water, it instantly turns into a meal of broken copper and iron; the dozens and hundreds of officers and soldiers in the square are like sculptures, just setting off Fang Shiyu's elegant and agile props. These are metaphors, and of course this is what people hope and long for in their hearts. We dream that we can regain our glory, stand on top of the world again, and no longer need to snort and humbly.
From the current point of view, Fang Shiyu's filming is very nonsense, and the details are full of loopholes. But some aspects of the movie also flash with aura, Fang Shiyu's handsomeness, their family's love, and Lei Tiger's pitiful and grief. These few good points make this film not so bad that it is unbearable to watch.
In the future, I will probably watch these famous old Hong Kong movies less often. However, my words are just as ineffective as farts. As for whether I will watch them less in the future, I will leave them for later.
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