I've always thought that the reason why I look simpler and sillier than my peers is due to the lack of some elements in my formative years. With the mainstream media not advocating the so-called Hong Kong culture of jianghu moral righteousness, and the channels where I could see these things being demonized by the teaching of the test as hotbeds of evil, my upbringing isolated all the factors of violence and pornography, and I was sheltered in a vacuum. When I grew up, I realized that no matter how peaceful the surface was, it couldn't cover up another kind of vigorous undercurrents, and while others adapted to it, I was still at a loss. The dark side of the look less, not necessarily not hurt.
So much of the literature of the late 80's and early 90's was quite unfamiliar to me, why was Chow Yun-Fat so popular? What the hell is going on with Grouchy? I had no say in the matter and no desire to delve deeper. Or in the "Golden Armor" in the old man enamored of the superb acting, as a row of rotten chrysanthemums in a unique white plum, a smile can be seen in the work. So I found a bunch of old movies, like a little girl as excited to see "Fat" the elegance of the year.
Women look at the hero, just want to see three temperament, one is the hero of the hero, the second is the hero of the gangster, the third is the hero of the children's temperament. So 2 hours down the line, the whole movie was condensed into three eyes by me, repeatedly revisited. The doughy-faced Xiao Ma, with his torch-like gaze, captivated the after-thought of me.
Planky, the song and dance of the Maplewood Court Restaurant. Ponyboy embraces the dancers with a wicked grin on his face, fluttering and rolling around, hiding a murderous intent. The camera pushes in close, a beautiful slide, Ponyboy kneads the flesh under the blue satin, showing two rows of white teeth, smiling with frivolous debauchery.
From a woman's point of view flirtatiousness should be far from an excellent quality, but even if you exclude the heavy lifting, it's still eye-pleasing to simply watch this play-by-play. A lot of women can not stand this kind of light attraction, the more ruthless, the more painful deep, this is the fate, self-inflicted. To the end of biting the teeth of anger against the thin lover, only to realize that this kind of bewitching flowers, giant poison.
Childish, is the underground car park brothers reunion. Ponyboy limps around, jumps around and serves, then goes back to the corner and fills his stomach. It was all so calm and natural. The tragedy of the present day isn't what it used to be is heartbreaking enough, and the underlying power of revenge signals a plot twist. This is such a wonderful buildup, and the pacing is unhurried and engaging. I was tugged so close to the screen that my brow was furrowed and my lips slightly parted. Just then, Howe's words appeared, and Ponyboy raised his face in shock.
I don't even know how to describe the series of changing expressions on Ponyboy's face, excitement, helplessness, woefulness, aggression, the past, elation, despair, hope ...... mingled together in just 40 seconds, and it was just shown smoothly through the close-up shooting from a fixed angle. When the two men's hands hold together, the music pushes to the climax, and Xiao Ma deflated on the shoulder of Huo, I just hate to cry out for him.
The reason why the cheesy plot of the hero in distress is so tried and true is because motherhood dictates that women have a need in their hearts to love men. The stronger a man is, the more moving he is when he is vulnerable and aggrieved like a child.
Boldness is a late-night gangland firefight on a pier. Brother Pony slammed his head on the speedboat and rumbled into the flaming battlefield with his twin guns. Ajay froze, and so did Howe, when Ponyboy turned one side of his face, a determined faint smile spreading across his scarred face, and all was lost.
Boldness is the mainstream temperament of the hero, a height that women can never reach, just as men cannot reach the softness of women. This appreciation of the complementary components of the character factor is a breathtaking and downright convincing one from the other side of the fence.
Thinking before closing, in fact, women look at the hero, but also want to see the fourth kind of temperament - tenderness. The so-called chivalry, the man who is accustomed to the wind flow scolded up to be dedicated is the top poison. However, in the world of heroes, women are usually behind, silent, secondary, embellishment, so the pony is no love. Privately, I also don't want the presence of a woman to dilute such a tightly plotted and thematic work; love is, sometimes, just the "next thing".