Immortal chivalrous

Doris 2022-04-20 09:01:07

I like such a refined man so much.

This is probably for women, I can stop, for the children, I can start again. For the sake of responsibility, and for my former glory, that's probably how men are. They have been suave and responsible. I can be dazzling for myself, and I can be calm for the sake of my family.

From the appearance of the subtitles that appeared for women, I knew that Wong Kar-Wai's chivalrous celestial style was about to appear. I love the director so much, so much the melancholy and graceful feeling about him.

Too candid.

Since ancient times, prostitutes have always loved gentlemen, and gentlemen will respect the "women of the road".

The real powerful king has always been in Tai Chi mode, which seems to be slow, but is actually fast, accurate and ruthless.

I can't do it anymore, I have to go to bed first and wait for my update tomorrow, I can't think at all now. Feel sorry

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Unforgiven quotes

  • [the night after Davey is killed, a rock is thrown through the ladies' window]

    Man: Murderin' whores!

    Strawberry Alice: [screaming out the window] HE HAD IT COMING! THEY ALL HAVE IT COMING!

  • [Little Bill is telling Beauchamp the real story of English Bob's gunfight]

    Little Bill Daggett: You see, the night that Corky walked into the Blue Bottle, and before he knows what's happening, Bob here takes a shot at him! And he misses, 'cause he's so damn drunk. Now that bullet whizzing by panicked old Corky, and he did the wrong thing. He went for his gun in such a hurry that he shot his own damn toe off. Meantime Bob here, he's aiming real good, and he squeezes off another, but he misses, because he's still so damn drunk, and he hits this thousand-dollar mirror up over the bar. And now, the Duck of Death is as good as dead. Because Corky does it right. He aims real careful, no hurry...

    W.W. Beauchamp: And...?

    Little Bill Daggett: BAM! That Walker Colt blew up in his hand, which was a failing common to that model. You see, if old Corky had had two guns instead of just a big dick, he would have been there right to the end to defend himself.

    W.W. Beauchamp: Wait a minute. You mean that, English Bob killed him when he didn't even have...?

    Little Bill Daggett: Well, old Bob wasn't goin' to wait for Corky to grow a new hand. No, he just walked over there real slow - 'cause he was drunk - and shot him right through the liver. Pop!