This is not my favorite of Jamush’s films, but it is the most ambitious and the most ambitious one. It makes the topic of cultural conflict deep into the senses and worldview, and then disappears at the end of the nerves. All the killing scenes are so peaceful, you can hardly distinguish the dead from the living. The iggy pop in the wilderness, the fake stars in the small town, the paper roses, and the william blake who writes poems with guns, is it true that our common sense is more real or the movies show us more real?
Don't be confused by the truth, because we don't have time, we can only move forward, kill everything that is blocking the way, and embrace a dead deer. Our blood is the same as all blood, whether it is the roar of the machine town or the snow where the corpse lies.
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