Well, this last piece of complete innocence, a dripping confrontation of patriarchal bone and blood, this magnanimous youthful spirit, this fearless, fearless, no credit, clean and worthy of shame, this predecessor. It took several generations to try again and again to write with pen and paper, but it was finally torn apart by you perfectly.
What a perfect body, what an empty shell. Hollowed out and drained, the blood that has been circulating for thousands of years is all dross that can be thrown away. The old ones are all wrong. If you have a flower pen, you are not afraid that you will not be able to get on the ladder to make money in this world. Oh by the way, there is also a pen in the film, erasing the past and creating something out of nothing. If the director and screenwriter were confident in the creator's field, how could he not let go of the boneless body that Li Nezha had given to his parents earlier. Does this name sound good? It sounds good, like Chen Tangguan's bloody waves surging with emotion. Did you use it well?
When I was young, I often fantasized about Xiao Nezha Chen Tang's self-destructing eyes. I felt very sad in my heart, but I knew that he would be relaxed, free and easy, without sadness, without joy, and even with ridicule, but this time I closed my eyes and felt that his eyes were sad and sad. absolutely.
This movie keeps me awake at night, I feel like it is stripping my tendons, dismantling my scales, forcing me to slaughter Chen Tang, slicing flesh piece by piece, cutting bone piece by piece, teaching me to go mad and roar, scratch Li Jing's face and ask him to show his true face .
I was waiting, but nothing happened, the world is peaceful and small, waiting for you to ride a flying pig to find yourself. Xiao Zhou went to find himself, Xiao Zhang went to find himself, and Xiao Zhao went to find himself. But not Nezha, Nezha was Nezha at the very beginning of his own story, not water, fire, earth. He is his eternal self, a true heart that will never change. No regrets.
Writing about the characters you love, every stroke is flustered. I can't write it! So I would rather not talk or write, because it is important, and it is to protect the truth. But today, I feel as if my heart has been crushed into Wuzhi Mountain, and I am scared and scared. I am afraid that one day this little monkey will be bound by a hundred or a thousand great sages. And that stone monkey, compared to Nezha's stubbornness, is a few generations behind the third prince.
I am also afraid, afraid of my children's thousands of children seeing such "mythical" stories. I saw myself in the distance, shaking my head and shaking my head, in dismay and eager denial. I'm so afraid that they think that all the traditions recorded in history are obedient, filial, filial, and loving, and that they won't be able to see this really innocent and unmodified face, or even more terrifyingly preconceived.
At the end of the story, he became the third prince of Lotus. Maybe the little Nezha was still able to live somewhere in this body. In this movie, I have never seen anyone, but I know that it is for my third prince, and he has died completely, so there is nowhere to live.
The belly of the 21st century may be able to give birth to a god of the Western Zhou Dynasty, even if it is artificially cultivated in the womb of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties.
You didn't recognize him. That name should be returned to him.
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