Some people are talking about dark humor, some people can't laugh no matter how you look at it, how familiar you listen to the babbling background music - there is no shortage of good people here, but there is a shortage of villain KGB spies.
Absence is a beautiful thing, and the warriors who climb to the top of the mountain are always at a loss. It's like this country, which is the benchmark for people's cooking, has defeated the most tenacious opponents and built a perfect pear-shaped figure. Her backbone, the complacent middle class, is now idle. Francis Fukuyama's "The End of History" put it bluntly that liberalism defeated communism, and the rest - he thought it was to clear the medieval pagan martial arts. Really superficial. The world game is not so simple operation interface.
So reflected in this film with the SB attitude of the accident, it is a group of citizens of the Republic of all kinds but the same who are tinkering with their great cause. In the past, the Damocles nuclear warhead with the red star emblem on his head, now the red star country is gone, and in this era of truly historic optimism, they are so boring and even the CIA is laying off staff. In those days, Rome swept away Gaul, Egypt, Parthia, and Babylon, and destroyed itself. Today's God is probably looking for such a Visigoth, and the Ottoman moon flag.
But America today doesn’t just have the senate and its jittery citizens, it has the CIA—and as far as we know he’s still doing his due diligence for the biggest naughty kid in the world. Those corpses and messes were all eaten alive by him, until one day he couldn't hold it, until the comedy ended in tragedy, the ending we all know.
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