The editing is great, the OST is great, the footage is great, and the techniques are all great. Franco is amazing, and the strong man is shocking. Please be careful when watching too much blood. The edge of life and death is immersive. It is suitable for extreme sports fans to watch, and think about what the original intention of loving the limit is, whether it is simply the pursuit of coolness or detachment, and what the pain, sorrow, beauty and happiness are paid for and what they get. And we nerds just experience the 127-hour heartbeat under Danny's unstoppable command. A moment of hell, a moment of heaven, that's not the case.
Climbing and so on are becoming more and more unrelated to me, and Mount Tai is now considered a miracle. I remember that Fang Fang, a classmate who just graduated, was very fond of mountaineering. We would use the alcohol stove to boil water at home to play. The practice and beliefs described in The Dharma Wanderer are, for me, purely a journey of suffering. Standing on the top of the mountain covered with grass is also very cool, and the fear of nature in my heart has not yet been brewed, and there is more loss than relaxation. So later on, I liked the place where the temperature is smooth, and the feeling after working hard on the muscles and bones and hating the body and skin may be sweet, but the sequelae are too great.
Using the charm of light and shadow to express a tragic rebirth written on paper, it is very clever.
Made in China is like a curse, and the Swiss Army Knife is still powerful at the critical moment. So don't be a copycat ALICE friend.
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