It's a terrific, gripping film, to be sure, but for some reason, a greater sense of loss surrounds me when I'm so captivated to watch it.
I think it may be the external environment. Today, I did something that my parents didn't like, and my obedience was also greatly condemned.
Many times we don't know the consequences of things, so we try hard and try.
Because there are only two kinds of things in the world - one that you regret if you do, and one that you regret if you don't.
So we struggle with regret and more regret.
But I think the members of the Guardians of the Galaxy should have no regrets.
Although what they're going to do doesn't make any sense to me.
If not to steal the battery, if not rescued by the gods.
Maybe the Milky Way is still functioning well.
If a bunch of people who keep making trouble stop it, should they be grateful? Maybe. But you don't know how many coincidences are added in the middle.
So a movie is a movie, not any real experience that can be learned from and imitated.
Boring fights, endless quarrels.
Shameful humor.
After laughing, what is left in my heart? It is more a sigh of inferiority and inferiority of his own insignificance and never having the opportunity to make a career.
So good movies are poignant and bad movies are... enjoyable.
Maybe everything is dictated by my state of mind, and I am surrounded by emptiness today.
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