Self-redemption of a middle-aged schizophrenic

Fabian 2022-04-24 07:01:02

Reagan Thomson, who was middle-aged, fell into a bottleneck period. His daughter hated him, his peers laughed at him, and even the voice in his heart was swaying.
Ironically, a gust of wind during the waiting period shut himself out, his only bathrobe was caught in the crack of the door, and he had no choice but to walk back to the theater through Times Square in his underwear. This was supposed to be a cup, but it unexpectedly got him 350,000 hits. The drama written, directed and acted by himself has also won a lot of prizes.
But this did not shake the goodwill of a critic with a face that looked like he had just licked a homeless ass, a woman who only knew how to destroy other people's lives by labeling them to brush their sense of existence. Reagan tried to flatter her before her premiere, but was met with merciless swearing and contempt, slamming the glass against the wall and drinking whiskey on the streets to no avail. Who let Zeng him act in the popcorn blockbuster?
Reagan couldn't adapt to the 20 years of sunset, unable to adapt to the information age, did not like the Internet, and refused to open a personal homepage. Even his own daughter said: "You don't even have Facebook." (I think this sam is extremely naive here) The implication: "ur Mr.nobody".

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Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance) quotes

  • Sylvia: You know, just because I didn't like that ridiculous comedy you did with Goldie Hawn did not mean I did not love you. That's what you always do. You confuse love for admiration.

  • Clara: Now, is it true that you've been injecting yourself with semen from baby pigs?

    Riggan: I'm sorry, what?

    Clara: As a method of facial rejuvenation.

    Riggan: Where did you read that?

    Clara: It was tweeted by @prostatewhispers.

    Riggan: No, that's not true.

    Clara: I know, but did you do it?

    Riggan: No, I didn't do it.

    Clara: Okay, then I'll just write that you're denying it.

    Riggan: No, don't write anything! Why would you write anything? I didn't... don't write what she said.