This is a boy's dream

Pacific Rim's mech is a big man with scars, rust and oil smell. The interior of the base is basically like a Chinese assembly factory, and everyone's clothes are special factory uniforms. The accessories are connected by screws and bearings, the input is by buttons, and even the power supply must be pulled out with both hands. The driver swayed left and right in the mech as if driving a tractor. Is there no budget to install an advanced suspension system? Only from the ubiquitous subtitles who don't know how to display it, can this product be reluctantly counted as future technology. But none of this matters. It should be said that it is all this that gives the mecha its feel and weight. It is no longer a light high-tech product with a fluorescent shell that can be interacted with by voice, but a giant whose every step is heavy, and every punch attracts a giant of meat. Mechas fought hard in blizzards, fought in torrential rain, trudged under the sea, and rolled between tall buildings. I'm desperate for this world where mecha wrestling is handsome! Want to see 100 ways to play cool mechs? A monster with a height of dozens of stories fell to one knee on the beach, was pulled into the sky with a rope by a helicopter, slashed the thin wings of the flying monster with one sword, and fell from a height of 50,000 feet to the earth... the list goes on... .
This is a boy's single straight dream. There is a big brother who is absolutely tacit, a powerful boss, and a group of friends who quarrel and complain every day, support you to the end at critical moments, calm and reliable vs. rebellious and arrogant father and son, plus one who fights side by side with you, as if stubborn Boys and girls. In the story, there are the nonsense of dragging the ship to fight the enemy, and the self-assertion of ignoring the command of the commander, but here, in this simple world of Ultraman fighting little monsters, everything is immune to hormones. Comrades who want to see Tie Han sad about Beauty Pass will be disappointed. The most intimate moment in the whole film is just a hug. But compared to the adult scene where 007 and the meatball beauty kissed on the yacht, wouldn't it be more campus-style to sit quietly on the ground in front of the mecha and eat lunch for two?
The film uses too much space to describe the past of Mazi and Marshal. Although the male protagonist appears in his memories, he is completely Soy Sauce. I seriously suspect that the director wants to play the movie into a cute loli development game, to satisfy the deep-seated dream of many men of "raising a little princess and worshipping myself from a young age". Although I can't help but sigh when I see the customs clearance screen: such a soft loli can be cultivated into such a hard sister, you are really talented, big brother. . .
My favorite scene is still the one before the title. The giant mecha that appeared like a ghost in the thick fog and the man who staggered out and called out to the sky made tears flow.
The Most Weird Atmosphere Award is given to the enigmatic background music of Chinese mechs fighting. What the hell was going on with the "Huo!" and "Huo!" that sounded like a chorus of cannibals shouting in unison?

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