Ah, such an old theme-----------No one believes me. I’m so unlucky. So many people have died. Why don’t you believe it...
Well, this plot In fact, the bridge section can be very brilliant, it can be very deep, it is very sympathetic to the heroine, and it is very memorable and reflective. However, the interpretation of the actor makes people feel boring (there are Is it a big star? I don’t understand), just like the last orange in my house, the skin is bright and the flesh is all dry, don’t you say it’s not an orange? No, it's just dry oranges, which are not tasty, and this ruined this very deep section of the bridge. I am mentally fragile, and my crying points and depression points are very low. However, after watching this movie, I feel that I have watched an unattractive American film, which is not as good as the Discovery documentary series.
If this film uses "documentary" techniques to create its authenticity, in my opinion, it is really a failure.
Reality cannot be fully expressed only with noisy recordings, blurry and shaking videos, and painful conversations.
Let’s talk about the plot, a small spoiler:
Not to mention whether the psychologist can abuse hypnosis in this way, just say that this heroine, in addition to using words that no one can believe, is to explain and explain in words that no one can believe. Explain and explain, if there are no other two people to take the picture, the audience should not be very convinced.
Throughout the article, what the heroine can do seems to be looking for evidence in a way that seems to me less responsible. After successfully killing a vote of people, she vigorously said in various ways, "You can’t imagine, this is Really, this is real, this is real, this is real..."
Well, this is real, this is real, this is real That's what the director and screenwriter also said. Everyone is narrating that horrible experience, and the hesitating back and forth are just a few sentences "You can't imagine..." Well, all we have to do is to imagine...
The highlight of this article should probably be the second unlucky person who floated up on the bed to grab a piece. Suddenly sitting up really scared me. It is also the only reluctant point of horror.
But in the "simulation" video footage, when the person floated up with the sheet, I, who had just been poisoned by the Spring Festival Gala, was attentively looking for bugs, and I guessed in a bad mood that there was a shelf in the sheet that was lifted up for him, and it worked. Crude.
Later, the female protagonist's daughter disappeared, and the hostess's performance should mainly express "I want my daughter..." "Why don't you believe me....... "Everyone should believe it. As a result, the police just didn't believe it, just as if they didn't believe it, and took your son away. What's the matter with you.
Finally, the old lady skeleton who was interviewed-it is worth saying that her image is very horror-like--she still keeps saying that what she said is true, whatever you like, believe it or not, but it is. Really, I have to remember this is real, this is real, this is real, real, and the
host asked carefully
this sentence, "You can’t imagine...", oh, behind Added "despair".
Ok, we can't imagine it anyway, so we won't imagine it.
What am I talking about
?
You can’t imagine
not believing
it is really true
?
. . . . . . .
Didn’t you say everything at the beginning and the end?
Believe it or not.
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