At 7:40 in the evening, I was sitting on time in the big empty room. My mood was very complicated. It was difficult to understand and express the feeling of waiting. Besides, I waited for her for so long, and I have been looking forward to today since I met her. Disappointed? Accident? surprise? sad? All the emotions are mixed together.
The lights were suddenly turned off and I was a little nervous when I heard the sound of the door. Gradually some light swayed before my eyes. She slowly appeared in front of my eyes. I started to lie down, a little overwhelmed. I kind of want to close my eyes. Only the sound of music was heard slowly, which was probably just right for the current atmosphere.
It is best to start without any language, perhaps without dialogue.
At first, I was shocked and dizzy. I had never felt it before. I only felt that she was shaking violently in front of my eyes, and there was a huge sound. My heart has been hanging, because I saw the most real scene. Raw, cruel, cold-blooded, without any emotion. A scene that I have never seen before, facing all this, I suddenly want to burst into tears, but there is no reason for emotional release. There are no emotions brewing.
Suddenly the music stopped, and then there was no light, and I stopped, feeling bad, maybe the next one should be the climax. But it stopped. I started yelling. I even heard the commotion from others.
After a while the light started to come on again in the room, and all of us were a little embarrassed. It was as if the brewing emotions were forcibly disconnected, and there was no interest. I almost have thoughts of not wanting to continue. But thinking about the money has been paid, or give up.
Continue, only continue.
The next thing was very difficult, after all, it was her first time. Somewhat lacking in technique. Especially important for someone like me who needs a sense of transition. Sora had a startling start. Always at the most critical time, there is always no way to push from one height to another. At that time, I always heard her shouting loudly. But I'm sad and unhappy. The whole process is too lacking in revealing the depth of human nature.
I kind of complained that she didn't take my feelings into consideration, after all, I paid to come in. I need a catharsis object, an emotional catharsis object. But she never gave me a chance, and I was defeated. No interest. I just want to recall the shock of the beginning.
I got up and put on my coat. I think that's the end of it? I was a little dazed, just wondering why she only gave me a start, but never reached an orgasm.
On the way back, I was depressed all the time. I didn’t understand why Director Feng kept the war only at the beginning of the film; why the projectionists in the cinema always stopped suddenly, there was no picture and no sound; Persistently looking for those dead brothers, there is too much emotional foreshadowing in the front; why is there always that woman shouting from a distance that the government has given him one wish after another in the later literary drama? Forgive Director Feng , the first war film will inevitably have a lack of skills. He even forgot that the most basic thing about a commercial film is that it needs an object for the audience to express their emotions. But this film has never found the object of catharsis. Is it brotherhood? Is it the process of chasing a hero? Is the cruelty of war? Just showing off war stunts to restore the brutal and bloody scenes of war, so much ketchup is not in vain after all.
A night without an orgasm, depression, wasted a pack of tissues!
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