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Kellen 2022-04-19 09:01:21

Cresser was a former US Special Forces soldier who traveled all over the world's most dangerous and inhospitable regions: Colombia, Zimbabwe, Afghanistan, the Democratic Republic of Congo. . . , rescue hostages, armed suppression, stealth assassination, can be described as rich experience. Experienced enough to make him a superb killing machine.

A man can be an artist...in anything - food, etc. It depends on how proficient he is at the thing. Cresser's art is death. - This is what an old friend said about him.

One day, the killing machine left those places full of bloody violence, bid farewell to the ruthless city, and ushered in a peaceful life. He began to feel guilty about his past, unable to face himself, struggling inside, using alcohol to relieve his worries, and becoming increasingly numb. An old friend couldn't bear to see him so depressed, and introduced him to a job as a bodyguard to protect the ten-year-old Pingta, the youngest daughter of a rich Mexican man.

Like most children of wealthy families, Pingta has a rich material life and lacks love in her heart, so she develops a special sense of dependence on Kreese, who protects her all day long. She repeatedly writes in her diary "I love you Kreese Bear, I hope you love me too." And Cressey is gradually getting out of the shadows and regaining the meaning of life in getting along with this bright and lovely little girl. The relationship between the two is no longer limited to bodyguards and employers, but more like a father and daughter.

The sweetest picture: Pingta participates in the swimming competition, and Cresse explains to Mammy that the girl's parents cannot be present. The nun said, today you are his father. Kresser stared at the Pingta in the pool, his eyes as gentle as water.

A tough and rough man, always accompanied by alcohol and firearms. Innocent and lovely girl, her world is full of sunshine and smiles. The interweaving of the two worlds constitutes the first half of the film.

The second half of the plot took a turn for the worse, but it was also expected, because this is Mexico City, and the title explains that there is an average kidnapping every 60 minutes here. According to this probability, if Pingta, who was born in a rich family, was not kidnapped once in his life , which is simply unacceptable to the audience. In a seemingly accidental accident, the robbers hijacked Pingta, and Cresser was seriously injured in the exchange of fire with the kidnappers and fell unconscious.

A few days later, Cresser in the hospital bed got news that due to the situation in the process of paying the ransom, his little angel Pingta disappeared from the world. . .

Pingta's life is just a number for the police in this severely dysfunctional place, not even enough to change a percentage of the death rate. However, for Cresse, Pingta is his angel, she makes him regain his confidence in life, she lets him know what is beautiful in the world, she gives him a talisman, he regards it as a treasure, she gives him He is a little flower, and his world is brightened up.

Kresser, who received the bad news, was furious and instantly recovered to become the most bloodthirsty murder weapon. He wanted revenge, he wanted to pay homage to the dead with blood, and he wanted to kill! He asked his old friend for help. The old friend was surprised when he saw the list of weapons he opened. Do you have to fight a war?

In Cresser's thunderous fury, the people involved died one by one.

He cut off the kidnapper's fingers one by one like cutting a steak, and told the corrupt police officer that C4 explosives had been stuffed in his asshole, like talking about the flowers blooming in spring, the wind in autumn and the setting sun in winter.

"God said you need to know how to forgive," the old lady beside him said to him when he was the leader of the ambush anti-binding team.

"That's God's business, I'm only responsible for arranging for them to meet," he replied, and decisively fired a rocket launcher.

"He delivered more justice in one weekend than the police did in ten years," the reporter said.

If there was anything else that could make him stop at this time, it was undoubtedly the news that the girl was still alive.

It's hard to describe how he felt when he heard the news, and tears of happiness filled his eyes instantly. The most precious beauty in life is lost and found. The price is to pay with his own life. . .

. . .

When they finally exchange their lives for the girl, they meet on the bridge and the girl asks Cresei where you are going.

I'm going home too, I'm going to Blue Bay. Cresser said.

The girl was rescued and returned to her mother.

At the last moment of life, the lost lamb was also redeemed and found his way home.

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Man on Fire quotes

  • Fuentes: [with both his hands tied to the hood of the car] You know, I-I'm a professional.

    Creasy: That's what everybody keeps saying. "I'm just a professional". Everybody keeps saying that to me. "I'm just a professional", "I'm just a professional". I'm getting sick and tired of hearing that.

  • Manzano: Mariana?

    Mariana: Sí.

    Manzano: When do I get to sleep with you again?

    Mariana: We never sleep. We fuck.