Nicholaus 2022-04-21 09:01:11
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Wilfred 2022-03-22 09:01:09
You take away huge sums of money, but you can't take away your inner worries and perplexities; you fall into the toilet, and from then on you spend your life in the empty ocean. Misunderstanding that drugs are the elixir of salvation, borrowed a needle to rescue the drowning self after the baby died; mistakenly used friendship as a panacea, opened his eyes wide and saw the betrayal but made no sound in his throat. It was a profile of a generation of people doing nothing, struggling on the edge of drugs and sex, letting their desires be afraid of beatings, the times swaying, and throwing them to the invisible tomorrow.
Madisyn 2022-03-23 09:01:10
9/10. Post-modern editing techniques create a strong sense of space, such as swimming in the ocean in the sewage, standing on the wall, and jumping directly to the drug dealer’s house. The structure is inserted twice into the bridge section where the robbery is hit by a car, which symbolizes the pursuit of life aimlessly With the stimulation of drugs, Tudou messed up the interview to save the relief money, the cat was okay and the dead body fell to the ground. The incisive black humor denied the value of existence, and the feeling of death deep in the red carpet was so real.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: It wasn't just the baby that died that day. Something inside Sick Boy was lost and never returned. It seemed that he had no theory with which to explain a moment like this... nor did I. Our only response was to keep on going and 'fuck everything'. pile misery upon misery, heap it up on a spoon and dissolve it with a drop of bile, then squirt it into a stinking, puerile vein and do it all over again. Keep on going, getting up, going out, robbing, stealing, fucking people over. Propelling ourselves with longing towards the day that it would all go wrong, because no matter how much you stash, or how much you steal you never have enough. No matter how often you go out and rob and fuck people over, you always need to get up and do it all over again.
Spud: [singing] Did you think I would leave you crying, when there's room on my horse for two? Climb up here, Tommy and don't be dying, I can go just as fast with two. When we grow up we'll both be soldiers And our horses will not be toys, and I wonder if we'll remember when we were two little boys.
