There are no heroes, no contradictions, no value judgments of right and wrong, no moral preaching of right and wrong, only one thing: fate. Either escape or fight, and if there is a logic script that says you die, you will have to hit you to death.
People fight, bite, and struggle together, but hatred and hatred are absent, and compassion is absent.
The image needs to reveal such a normal state of life.
"FROST/NIXON" has five Oscar nominations, all of which are empty and happy. BEST ACTOR lost to "MILK", Sean Penn was indeed excellent, but BEST PICTURE lost to "SLUMDOG" can only make people sigh that there are still many stupid people in this world. The preference for imagination and prejudice may be an important criterion for judging a person's wisdom.
"FROST/NIXON" has one more name than "MILK", and it's not like MILK can make the undercurrents that have been surging in the social field for many years soaring. The extra names just stop at A passer-by in the history books, despite being prominent, we only want to mention one thing, the buzzword derived from the biggest stain in his life: whenever there is a scandal, we all call it "×× door."
The talk show host who was swept out by New York radio, and the president who was forced out of Washington by public opinion, can't catch up at all. But we know that some irrelevant things will always appear destined to be reasonable once they are brought together. How about someone tinkering with the "butterfly effect". What's more, the film adapted from the drama of the same name also puts the line under the two posters featuring the elite standard face of the 70s: about the truth that 400 million people had expected (the number of people is a bit shuddering, Zheng Hundreds of millions of people are looking forward to the results of Zhida Sun Jihai).
Since it is called "dialogue", the film is worthy of its name. From beginning to end, there are lines, dialogues, and monologues. But more than two hours passed as fast as sitting by the fireside and chatting with beautiful women. In terms of plot, the visual stimulus that a movie wants to impose on people is always limited, just like a certain department of the police station always complains after a certain type of film is tried. What really makes you want to stop, triggers every nerve in you is the spark in the director's brain (usually a high numerical IQ is required to reach the ignition point). "A Hitchhiker in Space in 2001" was rated as the sexiest movie in the history of human cinema by Empire Weekly. I'm sorry that there are neither males nor female actresses.
This film is a model of language intelligence competition (personal preference for this aspect). One party wants to expose the truth and appeal to the public to return to the center stage in the name of the controversial figure. We smoothly entered the scene of the gray movie: each of them is quite reasonable, and it is not the same if they are connected.
That is how the matter? This kind of "mystery" usually requires preheating. Only by heating up can the people in the play "recognize" the cruelty of the script, especially if you also adapt the real events. If it is clear and righteous, wouldn't it be equivalent to a documentary. To put it bluntly, it's a little bit interesting, but you have to go around him, and only those histories that will never have the truth will truly be imprinted on you. The last thing to do is to pick a time to launch the climax. Of course, historically it is thought that when Nixon said the phrase "Once the president tapped, it means that tapping is no longer illegal" is the climax, but if you draw it on the film, you can't hold back my editing. How do you know my complicated inner world? even I do not know, that through this with Nixon "unwarranted" phone, being too caught my sympathy, now excerpt follows:
Die Down at the SNOBS ON you look there?
there (refer Cambridge) ghost forces also look down You?
Of course they did
, of course despise
That's our tragedy is not it, Frost?
Is not this what our tragedy, Foster?
No matter how high we get, they still look down on us
no matter how high we climb, they look down on us.
NO Matter How MANY Awards or column inches are written the About you
no matter how many awards you won, how many columns you wrote
or how high the elected office is for me it's still not enough
.
we still feel like little men
we still feel that we are little
the loser they told us we were a hundred times
like those losers repeatedly told us,
the smart-asses at college, the high-ups, the well-born, the people whose respect we really wanted,really craved. And isn't that why we work so hard now why we fight for every inch, scrambling our way up in undignified fashion? Those who come from famous families, the respect they enjoy is what we really want. Isn't that the reason why we work hard today, fight for semicolons, and climb up unscrupulously?
WE're honest for A IF minute, IF WE the reflect privately for the Just A Moment,
IF WE that the allow ourselver INTO A Glimpse Call Our Soul Shadowy Place WE, WE IS not that're here Wallpaper Why now?
Let's all stop loading Now, reflect on yourself and glance at the dark corner of your heart called the soul. Isn’t that the reason why we have today?
At The TWO of US?
The Looking for A Way the Back INTO at The Sun, INTO at The Limelight, the Back Onto at The Winner's Podium
Because WE could Feel IT slipping Away. We were heanded, both-of US, for at The Dirt!
Looking for a way to retry the sun, Become the focus of the public, and once again sit on the winner's throne, because we feel that he is drifting away, and we are heading towards the real dust.
A place the snobs always told us that we'd end up
.
Face in the dust
we disgraced
Humiliated all the more for having tried so pitifully hard.
Dry the more the more humiliation.
Well, to hell with that.
Well, go along with his mother
Wr're not gonna let that happen either of us.
We will never let his happen
Wr're gonna show those bums.
We want to see those idiots
Wr're the make Them gonna Choke ON Our continued Success,
Our continued Headlines, Our continued awards and power and glory
made them breathless in front of our constant headlines, constant trophy power and glory.
It can't be more naked and sincere than this, but unfortunately, it's not that "the two of us" can't, it's just that "I" can't. Therefore, high-level competition is not only a gorgeous show, but also a duel in a shirtless battle.
There are some movies like this, which are close to gray. Those who write gangsters, but they always have the utopian creed that "theft is also a way", so fighting wits and courage is just dancing tango; those who write little people, but they always have to fight against the evil system, so the contradiction can't be reversed. A death in the quagmire. Regardless of what others see in "FORST/NIXON", I just look at it: beautiful clothes and beautiful clothes, but I am in a state of panic. You can set life and death by pushing the cup and changing the time. Looking back, the one who fell under the knife is still a rare confidant. .
Is there any greater despair in life?
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