Don't want to be fooled

Rupert 2022-01-03 08:01:30

It’s not a problem of bad translation. The two killers whispered without a third party.
Male: The police in Honolulu published our photos.
Female: Ah, we are on the camera ?
It shouldn’t be a
male: The police in Honolulu published a picture of the killer.
Female: Obviously they didn’t even know they were on the camera

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Look at the suspense novels, such as "The Da Vinci Code", the only one Characters without psychological descriptions must be murderers, because the reader will know who the murderer is as soon as you describe it. Unfortunately, the film also faces this problem...
can only despise the director and screenwriter’s intentional misleading, those who think this film Perfection is just a person who translates too badly. In the film, the conversation between the killer and the two when they are alone, such as when they pretend to release their hands, or hide in a tent, can it be perfect and seamless, so that we onlookers can translate it without suspicion. ? Of course, "The weather is good today", "Yes, I hope tomorrow is also good" so that nonsense that does not involve the plot does not need to be translated, and the director will not shoot, waste the film
, there is a saying that the killer enters the scene ( Pretending to be a fake couple) is too deep. I use this kind of argument to justify it. I really don’t have anything to say. It’s better to take pictures of adult personality splits. Of course, too many splits are not good. Let’s take a look at the fatal ID. Eleven avatars played you to death, do you want to scold someone or do you think it’s a perfect turn?
The suspense film that made me feel the real perfect turning point, I can think of it for a moment, and the only one that has a deep impression is "Primal Fear", well, and "The Sixth Sense" and "The Others"

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A Perfect Getaway quotes

  • Nick: Those boys are comin' in heavy, you might want to hang back and let 'em do their thing.

  • Cliff: So you were like Special Ops. What were you Seals? Rangers?

    Nick: Officially, I'm only allowed to say that I've been a sworn officer participating in a phase of certain missions that would make most men want to crawl up and hide inside their own assholes.

    Cydney: and unofficially?

    Nick: I'm a goddamn American Jedi. Possible title number one, by the way.

    Nick: Hey, see this? Took a frag from a Bouncing Betty. It's an antipersonnel mine. Caved in the back of my fucking head. Medevaced out to Germany. Got my skull rebuilt with space-age titanium. Can't go through a metal detector without ringing cherries, but that's cool. Let's me travel with Gilligan just about wherever I want.

    Cydney: Gilligan?

    Nick: My little buddy

    Cliff: That's some toothpick

    Nick: Here's the kicker, though. When I took that shrapnel, I never felt it. I mean, I felt the impact and I felt my backside go all wet, but no real pain. Now, maybe I don't recall the events in full. They did scoop out a little gray Spam back there, but get this. My wolf pack? They will swear that I was ambulatory for more than 17 minutes before they forced me to lie down. Tackled me. Even then I was looking to monkey-fuck a Marlboro Light. There's no nerve endings in the brain Cliff. Remember that when you write the scene.

    Cliff: Yeah, there's some really good details there.

    Gina: Yeah, he's really hard to kill.