poor, mediocre

Yvonne 2022-04-22 07:01:01

Film dialogue is a kind of art. For example, the dialogue around the table at the beginning of the Hateful Eight may occur in all corners of the world. The dialogue between some workers during their lunch break and eating is just a change in the discourse system, which is not necessarily more boring than the director's dialogue. Music and other materials are mentioned in the conversation, but who cares, who will pick up those songs and listen to them, at this time these may become tools for filling, which is irrelevant, a beam or a beam in the structure of the film. What is, therefore, it may be destined that this film is just a stylized film, a kind of propositional composition, embodying a witty style, personal aesthetic taste. In fact, I didn’t feel poor when I watched it, it’s just that some movies, after a lapse of years, when I look back and write a film review, I feel really poor, and it’s an effort to endure such a boring plot content, no matter what. There will be a market for styles and a group of audiences. I don't know if the director is controlling the movie, if there is that degree of control, it becomes a quirk, or if there is no such degree, it is indulging the eccentricity. What kind of master, what kind of art, this is a movie that you don’t want to watch in the dead of night. At this time, you may have low hormone levels in your brain, and you will be more sober and calm. You will doubt that people really like this kind of movie. Called a kind of exhibit to gain recognition, it's the banality of an era in cinema. It is too slow and boring to watch with fries and cola in the afternoon, and it can only be watched in the evening when the bedroom is slightly noisy. But it is too poor to understand.

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Reservoir Dogs quotes

  • Mr. Pink: Look, I ordered coffee. Now we've been here a long fucking time and she's only filled my cup three times. When I order coffee, I want it filled *six* times.

    Mr. Blonde: Six times. Well, what if she's too fucking busy?

    Mr. Pink: The words "too fucking busy" shouldn't be in a waitress's vocabulary.

    Nice Guy Eddie: Excuse me, Mr. Pink, but I think the last fucking thing you need is another cup of coffee.

  • Mr. White: You can't leave this guy with them.

    Nice Guy Eddie: Why not?

    Mr. White: Because he's a fucking psycho. And if you think Joe's pissed off, that ain't nothing compared to how pissed off I am at him, for putting me in the same room as that bastard!

    Mr. Blonde: See what I've been putting up with, Eddie? I fucking walked in here, I told these guys about staying put. Mr. White whips out his gun, he's sticking it in my face, calling me a motherfucker, saying he's gonna blow me away and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.