I adore Quentin. But Quentin is John Woo's little fanboy, almost to the point of admiration! Two years ago, after I watched the first Quentin movie "Kill Bill", what kind of experience was that? Silly
Before that, I never knew that movies could express my emotions so unscrupulously, and I never knew that women should be like this: when the society mocks them ruthlessly and treats them cruelly, I will report With teeth, with blood.
When the revenge bride put on Bruce Lee's yellow jumpsuit, in front of a group of Japanese underworld armed with knives, she shouted: O^en, the balance between us is not over yet! Under the fluorescent lamp, the room was as bright as day, and the Japanese samurai sword, which inspired ice flowers like thousand-year-old black iron, drank blood and started killing. , I only saw blood-colored dahlias blooming all over the screen, which was extremely coquettish and beautiful. When violence rises to the realm of aesthetics, what kind of incomparable and wonderful chemical reaction should the conflict between the two arouse be?
And the originator of violent aesthetics is our John Woo!
[Changing Face] It was a great success in the United States. In order to detect the bomb buried by terrorists in New York City, a senior police officer was forced to use the face of Custer, who shot his son, to replace him in a prison similar to the Count of Monte Cristo. Unexpectedly, the seriously injured Custer miraculously woke up one night, not only took up the face of the Archer police officer, but also brutally killed the doctors and police officers who changed their faces one by one and killed everyone who knew. Erase the truth - a terrorist with a sinful past and a high-ranking police officer with a new and old hatred of the terrorist swap...
Some directors are keen to use movies to talk about life. Their movies and philosophies are generally sublime and incomprehensible: John Woo is a superb magician, and movies are the magic wand in his hand. The fantasy world may not be too close to ordinary real life, but we are willing to indulge in that wonderful world
When the daughter pointed the gun at the father, the wife stood in the middle of the real and the fake husband who pointed the gun at each other, the lover died trying to save the enemy because the lover was unknown, ran wild in the hail of bullets, jumped out of the gunfire... These undoubtedly stimulated our emotions. sensory nerves,
Before the wind and rain, after the blood plasma, a group of white doves flew up, and the childish singing of the choir drifted throughout the church... This may be the finishing touch of John Woo's art.
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