In the subway, there are mottled blood on his face. White hair, beard. Sit and die at the hands of someone who probably never used a pistol. The ending strikes me as inexplicably aloof, and the killer fits in well with this neon yet indifferent city. This is my last impression of "Murder with a Knife".
When I carefully read the review of the accompanying film, I was not attracted by the plot of the film, and I forgot to pay attention to the charm of the film itself. But it is not difficult to find that the scene is almost real, the night scene of Los Angeles: dim yellow, orange-red. Michael Mann used a high-definition digital camera. It's as if I'm standing in the real world, like "Murder by Knife" shows me a real New York. There are no special lighting effects. Everything is so deeply moving and natural. The most scenes seem to be in a dim taxi, with neon lights behind and lights on. Outside the car is the outline of the city night scene outlined by the lights. It is not clear what the high-rise buildings here look like, but in the big scene, it only relies on the changes of lights to express the anger and busyness of the city. Coupled with the combination of music and plot, I know that at least I can play with the music and follow the scenes into the story. The lack of camera shake makes me feel that the bizarre event is still so believable.
The story happened very compactly, overnight. The conflict between Max and Vincent begins when the man Vincent has killed falls into his taxi. intensified.
I know that Vincent plays the role of the villain in the film. He makes a living by killing people. It seems that it is really easy to kill someone. He fired five shots in less than 2 seconds. He is so heroic when he kills, in such a noisy nightclub, when so many people get together, when he kills easily with a fight, when he shoots a gun while chatting with a jazz musician, an inhumane profession The professional quality of the killer is vividly displayed. When they went to see Max's mother together, they were full of warmth, showing Vincent's tragic fate, the influence of his parents, and the formation of his personality. It has been emphasizing the indifference and shamelessness of this world, emphasizing how small and weak people are. Contrary to Vincent, Max is just a speck of dust in a big city, but he has his own strong dreams, but he is also timid and dare not try. The two of them are influencing each other, changing slightly. Max becomes crazy, and Vincent will flow into a little warmth.
The madman is the hardest to control. When I watched it again, I felt that Max had defeated a professional killer in his own hands, and Vincent seemed not to be afraid of death, so he didn't need to see this indifferent world, and he didn't have to do these inexplicable things. matter. It doesn't seem to matter at all who is the positive character and who is the negative character. I secretly regret that such an elegant killer died like this.
In the subway to the location, the story is over, and the natural New York night scene also begins to turn fish belly white. Who knows?
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