8 Mile--How Are We Going To Cross Our Own 8 Miles?

Fred 2022-07-07 15:59:44

I have to say that Eminem is a rapper who has had a great influence on me... even having a great influence on my personality. He is the king in the kingdom of black people. Although the time span of this film is small, the narrative is very compact and smooth. In this semi-autobiographical film about Eminem, Eminem played the role of Hahahaha, and his acting skills were always in place. In fact, the film that touched me the most was Jimmy's mental journey. Dummy didn't want to go to the battle at first, and he didn't want to be watched by so many people. Like in the lyrics, "To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting..." He opens his mouth but the words won't come out. "

After being booed off the stage, he wanted to take shortcuts through his friend Wink, but Wink betrayed him and slept with his new girlfriend. The first time he tried to freestyle in front of everyone, just to help the aunt stand out. In fact, Jimmy is really kind, just like Eminem. In the end, he realized that the battle was inescapable, and he killed the opponent. In the end, he said he was going back to the night shift. I knew then that he had a bright future ahead. He understands what kind of road he is going to take. In the film, he is in the car, gesturing with his hands. I want to live this kind of life, but I am still down there. Whether you have become a rap star or not is actually not explained in this movie, leaving the audience with unlimited imagination. It just made me feel the power that rap brings to people once again. This is where I am most impressed.

His eyes, from confusion and helplessness, gradually became firm, brave, and powerful. I've never felt that the power of rap lies in those gang fights on the streets, showing off the horse, the car, the house (that is, the mumble rap that Eminem hates the most). Although it does originate from this, I think the greatest power of rap is knowing that life may not be. It's so easy to change, or through lyrics, sing it out powerfully, accuse the ugliness of this world, and encourage people to be positive, change the status quo, and live the life they want. His lyrics are powerful and deep, not empty boasting. In the movie, while watching his sister who was drawing, he tried his own words against the beat; on the bus, he opened the tattered paper he kneaded and wrote his own rhymes on it. He arrived at his desire for rap. Even a talented player like Eminem has endured for so long. His misfortune was indeed unfortunate, but he did not let misfortune destroy him.

He is indeed that skinny ruffian SlimShady who spends all day with his friends on the street, and Eminem, who walks the street alone listening to mp3s in a baseball cap, the only hat. A lot of what a white kid went through before he became famous was told to me through this movie.

Write rhymes on the bus.
Try songs on beat at home.

As the last familiar lost yourself, who can no longer be familiar, sounded, we watched his back leave. The high-end residences in the white area are only 8 miles away from the slums. Eminem crosses this distance through rap. How are we going to cross our own 8 miles?

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8 Mile quotes

  • Lyckety-Splyt: Listen up now! Leaders in the Free World in the motherfucking house. Me and Papa Doc will battle any motherfuckers here.

    Future: Fuck the Free World.

    Cheddar Bob: Yeah! Fuck the Free World!

    Lyckety-Splyt: Fuck the Free World? You 313 bitches is wack. Ayo, fat ass! Yeah, I'm talking about your man Sol. I better kick you in your chest and porkchops fall out your asshole. You cats is pussy, soft like wet flowers. Leaders of the Free World here to smash on you cowards. Look at Future.

    Future: Look, don't even start, nigga.

    Papa Doc: What you gonna do about it, faggot?

    Future: Who are you calling a faggot?

    Papa Doc: Don't play yourself, bitch.

    Lyckety-Splyt: Hold up! Yo, Elvis. You don't wanna step to this. You need to take that white rap shit of yours back across 8 Mile. Caught your choke act at the shelter last night.

    [Lyckety-Splyt started imitating a cough, Jimmy makes him fall in the car Hood, then a fight begins]

  • Female Lunch Truck Rapper: [Rapping] Man, I'm so sick and tired of fucking with this steel. They only give us thirty minutes to eat lunch and chill. My body achin', just to get a buck. I'm sick of eating this shit off this fucking lunch truck. Nasty ass food, I'm in a nasty ass mood. I should've called in sick. Shit, I had something to do.

    Male Lunch Truck Rapper: [Rapping] I can't believe I'm hearing all this ravin' and rantin', from Vanessa, up in here at the New Detroit stampin. You need to get your food and take your ass back to work. Your dreamin' if you think them corny ass raps will work. Look at ya'll out here, freezin' like dumb fucks, rappin' away for food off this raggedy lunch truck. Who want what? Who pumped up to get rolled up? I spit venom in every direction, soak some up. Look at this fatass nigga. Sloppy sucker. You an ugly motherfucker. Your pop should've wore a rubber. Stop rhymin', keep your day job, Vanessa. Next time leave that bullshit home on the dresser. Speaking of dresses, take a look at Paul the fruitcake! When you travel you probably pack panties in your suitcase. Made out of lace from Victoria's secret. If ten men came in a cup, you'd probably drink it.

    B. Rabbit: [Rapping] Okay folks, enough with the gay jokes. Especially from a gay broke bitch yourself, hey lo? This guys' a doo doo. You've worked here longer then me, and I get paid more then you do. Dawg, take a seat. What's this guy standing in line for? He ain't got money to eat! Check this out. Yo yo, this guy cashed his whole paycheck, and bought one ho ho. Fucking homo. Little maggot. You can't hack it. Paul's gay, you're a faggot. At least he admits it. Don't even risk it. This guys' starvin' to death. Someone get him a biscuit! I don't know what they told you, Mike. You must had them cornrows rolled too tight. This job, you wanna quit, but you can't. You've worked at this plant so long, you're a plant. Look at your goddamn boots. For Christ's sakes, they're starting to grow roots! On this mic you get faded. You look like a pissed off rapper who never made it. Hey, why you fucking with the gay guy, G? When really you're the one who's got the HIV. Man, I'm done with this clown. It's off. Fuck it, I'll let home girl finish you off.