"Blind Detective" is not a bad work. But "Blind Detective" is the first time since I watched John To's works that I have been continuously connecting to other works, which is a bit weird.
It's like eating rice rolls and suddenly discovering that it is actually a pancake roll with green onions, or eating roast goose, and suddenly thinks why it looks like Sichuan saliva chicken.
That's how I feel about Blind Detective. During the whole process of watching, I remembered "Seventy-two Tenants" from the opening shot, "Legal High" from the male protagonist, and "Smell the Fragrance and Know a Woman" from the blind tango. From the serial killer driver, I thought of "The Detective Sherlock", and then the world in the male protagonist's head, I thought of "The Detective" by Director Du himself.
A fragrant film.
In addition to the impure taste tone, what makes this film a little uncomfortable is the rhythm. Especially the Gao Yuanyuan part and the serial killer driver part.
It is understandable that Gao Yuanyuan fell in love with Guo Tao at first sight, but this arrangement is slightly out of tune with the story, and makes the rhythm of the overall story sluggish;
the part about the serial killer driver is even more inexplicable. Five suspects are listed. I don’t care about the probability that the first person to investigate is the murderer. It’s a bit unreasonable for the murderer to lead them to visit the corpse collection without hesitation. In the end, Zheng Xiuwen was one meter away from the murderer. The murderer who had fired so many guns was as calm as a god. Andy Lau found the gun and sent the murderer back to the west. And in the process of Andy Lau looking for the pistol, everyone knew that he would find the gun and turn the tide to kill the murderer. I feel that the previous Du Dao was not so disdainful of using such vulgar bridges.
In fact, I think the most interesting design is the state of the four generations of women in a family, all of whom are talented and will love them when they die. It's a pity that in the flavor of Hong Kong, it shows some kind of incomprehensible madness, and lacks the dramatic flavor of paranoia itself.
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