The game of religion and the collision of reality

Franco 2022-04-21 09:01:19

Religion that weakens all instincts rises again in this film. This topic, which is spoken freely, is very concrete in the eyes of director Tyler. He constructed a world that seems like a miracle in two hours. The melody and the deadly temptation are like talking sweet words, but the Satan is actually creeping in the depths of the heart. He moves his lips and tells the beauty of the world. In the void, he lives in the world and sucks the sins of mortals. Relying on the defense of sinful people, he became the focus and tasted the sweetness of celebrities. He and his wife came to New York with corrupted banknotes to throw another big dice in life, but they did not know that what awaited him was the reincarnation of the soul. Many of the punishment films The camera is cleverly conceived. The demon invites the bewitched person to his chamber and is rejected. The stunner in the elevator and the devil's gangster smile. The elevator door is slowly closed with a golden light. The milky white human-shaped wall is like a hotbed of death, reflecting the various displacements of the nine-ringed hell, which makes people recall Milton's description in "Paradise Lost": "The magnificent and tall golden lintel of the Pendimanian South is flying overhead. Doris-style main column with frieze or frieze inlaid with reliefs of everything, and gold palindrome at the top of the mansion" Before the confrontation with the devil, that is, before the final confrontation between Apache and Keanu Lawyer Kay Wen came to the empty streets of New York, as if from a different world. He actually came to the frontier of hell. The prosperity of the weekdays was replaced by emptiness and escaped into nothingness. The vanity and value that mortals care about is nowhere to be found. The church is usually a place for the devout to shelter and evolve their souls, but in the film, it is a circus tent where demons stalk and mock authority. The noise on the New York subway and the evil whispers of demons make people extremely Uneasy and anxious, I have to say that the director created an excellent religious atmosphere, so that the film is not limited to a specific group of people, but allows more people to show their inner beliefs "Vanity is my favorite crime" The line reverberates religiously. The collision between game and reality is the secret of every era

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  • 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.