The provocation of tiny nerves, long-term addition, cultivates "Satan" to make people crazy or crazy

Anibal 2022-04-20 09:01:12

There is a plot description, it is recommended to read it after watching the movie.

Just to be clear, I had absolutely no idea that this movie had magical elements until I saw it.

I especially noticed from the first half of the movie, Marry, Kevin's wife, after moving into a big house in New York, was troubled by the choice of paint color for the walls, the neighbors kept denying her decision, and at the banquet, Kevin's boss actually Also "pointing" to her (permit me to say this, I'm very uncomfortable with these details when watching immersive movies), and then Marry actually cut his hair short, which is a kind of affirmation to others Or does she have no will of her own? Of course, these details also paved the way for Marry's mental disorder later, and it was obvious that she was not the kind of person with a strong self-consciousness.

In the movie, Kevin faced various situations. He was invited by Satan's boss to enter the "encirclement and suppression arena". Satan only needs to tease lightly. Under the trend of human nature, Kevin naturally puts profit first. He wants to win too much. , so that he has forgotten that there is something more worthwhile in this world than winning or losing, that is the emotion between people, he and Marry - there is no if in life, all encounters are random, like the Brownian motion of particles , how rare it is to meet someone you are sure you love. However, the reality is not so simple and beautiful, and ordinary people will not encounter such a targeted choice to hell.

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The Devil's Advocate quotes

  • John Milton: Now with this? Now that you're down? I'd get ready for one of those, Class-A, New York-style pigfucks.

  • John Milton: Eddie Barzoon, Eddie Barzoon. Hah! Oh, I nursed him through two divorces, a cocaine rehab, and a pregnant receptionist. Heh. God's creature, right? God's special creature? Hah! And I've warned him Kevin, I've warned him every step of the way. Watching him bounce around like a fucking game, like a windup toy! Like 250 pounds of self serving greed on wheels. The next thousand years is right around the corner, Kevin, and Eddie Barzoon-take a good look, because he's the poster child for the next millennium! These people, it's no mystery where they come from. You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire, you build egos the size of cathedrals, fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse, grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green, gold plated fantasies until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own god, and where can you go from there? And as we're scrambling from one deal to the next, who's got his eye on the planet? As the air thickens, the water sours, and even the bees honey takes on the metallic taste of radioactivity. And it just keeps coming, faster and faster. There's no chance to think, to prepare. It's buy futures, sell futures, when there is no future! We got a runaway train boy, we got a billion Eddie Barzoons all jogging into the future. Every one of 'em getting ready to fist-fuck god's ex-planet, lick their fingers clean as they reach out toward their pristine, cybernetic keyboards to total up their billable hours. And then it hits home! You gotta pay your own way, Eddie. It's a little late in the game to buy out now! Your belly's too full, your dick is sore, your eyes are bloodshot, and you're screaming for someone to help! But guess what? There's no one there! You're all alone, Eddie. You're god's special little creature. Maybe it's true, maybe god threw the dice once too often. Maybe he let us all down.