As a result, her film artistic value, commercial value, cultural impact value, etc. were bombarded for many years before I watched this film, so that I have never seen this film before, but every time I talk about the film with others, it is still very real in my eyes. The radiance tells people that this is a good movie.
Under such circumstances, watching her subtitles translates nonsense, she still thinks she is a world - renowned
beauty So involuntary music, these days, but it is hard to find with lanterns. John Travolta and Samuel L. Jackson's pre-work chat is a bit foul, but endearing, just after they're shot and slapped by a little killer who comes out of the bathroom and misses one. They actually looked at each other carefully, and when they found out that they were all right, they fired back with guns without hesitation. The innocent confused eyes looking at each other really made me laugh. Bruce Willis broke free from the basement, punched the leather-clad man (which is also pitiful), and was about to leave, but he couldn't bear the humiliation of the boss inside, so he wanted to find some weapons to help. The first time he took a hammer, the second time I caught a glimpse of a bat again, and guessed it was suitable. For the third time, I reached out and turned to a chainsaw. Wow, he was happy, but he was anxious to see us. I said that since you want to save people, hurry up. Ah, looking for the murder weapon, I have found the fun! Don't be too busy, for the fourth time, he looked around for a week and finally found a Japanese samurai sword (what the hell is this shop), and what's even more irritating is that he is still pretending to hold the sword in both hands and slowly walk down the stairs! Ouch, I was anxious, laughing and angry when I saw it.
Or Bruce Willis. He ventured home to get the bullshit (it was true) gold watch, and when he got it, no one was there, he happily went to bake bread in his kitchen, and suddenly he saw a machine gun! He picked up the gun in astonishment, and suddenly his own toilet was flushing, and suddenly John Travolta came out of the toilet with a book (good boy, he always reads that book), and the two faced each other! At this tense time, even the spectators and I were a little silly for a while. After all, I still really want John Travolta to be alive. There was a thud, and John Travolta fell into the bathtub. At this time, I laughed, and my life warning: don't be lazy, no matter what you do, you must bring a guy with you, and be dedicated! Reading while on the toilet is not good, it will cost you your life!
John Travolta and Samuel L. Jackson were in the courtyard of their villa, bathed in the sun, but pitifully took off their clothes, washed them with cold water, and finally put on their owners' cartoon T-shirts! It's not the clothes that are ridiculous, it's their pitiful and helpless appearance, and the smirk on the face of the manipulator.
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Although the discussion in the restaurant was about a slightly retarded robbery, the love between the two was so strong that I could smell them drinking coffee. It makes people feel that it would be nice if love and marriage could be like this pair of robbers.
John Travolta and Uma Schumann danced back and the two were warm and happy. In the bathroom, John warned himself not to think about anything and to be calm. The more he advised himself, the more I could see the passion in it, the sad passion that I wanted to do but couldn't. . .
Of course, there is also pornography
in love.
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