Perhaps because we've just had dinner, the first 15 minutes of the movie are drowsy.
Similar to "Guess the Train", a group of people swaying in front of you, the narration and the camera introduce the characters and backgrounds of the characters and gangs, there is no clue to the story, only an alternative feeling supports my eyelids, until the Sound of Dusty Springfield's Spoty...
An old woman wiggling her bare ass to the melody of the music, the boss's minions in the strip bar and two dazed bandits talking about business, the minions' heads like a gorilla, and the pronunciation of "Fuck" in his mouth is very funny.
The negotiations are over, the agreement is reached, fucking northern monkeys, I hate these Fucking southern fairies is their evaluation of each other. Life does feel tedious at times. But there is always something in the world that makes us feel moved, novel, or addictive. Some people say that movies are the most fun toys in the world, and after watching "Two Big Smoking Guns", I believe many people will feel the same way.
The story and character relationships throughout the film should be described as "coincidence", how many coincidences will you encounter in your lifetime? After how many coincidences have happened, you will often ponder and sigh "How can it be so coincidental?" The more I think about it, the more magical I feel, the more I feel the taste, that's because when we encounter such things that are not explained by common sense, we always like to reduce the causes of the coincidences that have happened to us in the direction of fate, so the coincidences that are a little incredible are covered with a layer of magic.
Of course, "coincidence" brings us joy and wonder, but it also brings us sorrow and sorrow. But whatever the outcome, it can't hide the powerful appeal that "coincidence" itself brings to us.
I have always liked black humor movies, and there has never been a standard for the definition of "black humor movies", and I think that black humor movies are not only comedies that make people laugh, nor are they small Shenyang-style funny.
This kind of film mainly corresponds to the proposition of "existentialism": the world is absurd, communication between people is impossible, and the struggle for fate is futile. To put it simply, it is more reliable to say that black humor is a kind of humor that cannot be laughed at, and the interweaving of tragic content and comedy forms is mixed, showing the absurdity of the world, the alienation of people by society, the trepidation after the collapse of rational principles, and the futility of self-struggle.
In the face of all this, people use a cynical attitude towards life to distance themselves from reality in order to maintain the dignity of the devastated human being. This kind of film must have a good story and, of course, a director who conceives fantastic ideas about the arrangement of structure.
Thin colors, serious atmosphere, a style full of allegorical political thinking, I really did not expect it to be a comedy.
Telling is the story, pushing is the plot, borrowing the famous saying is "ring set ring". In the shooting, the camera switches smoothly, sprinkling dozens of segments to clearly and coherently present a complex event containing multiple branches to the audience.
In terms of rhythm, it can be said that it is slow and fast. At the beginning, like a parade point, the character background and location of the story are introduced, and a bird's-eye view is drawn for us unhurriedly; just as we are slowing down our thinking, suddenly a famous character comes alive one after another, and one place after another continues to boil up, only to feel a bang, the change and development are overwhelmed, just like going to the layers of camouflage, naked thriller suspense, but you feel more nervous and curious. In addition to these thoughts, humorous lines and actions are also not lacking in which there is no shortage of everywhere.
After watching it, I couldn't help but think about the refined script of the film, the so-called fate is a coincidence, it must be an accident. Life is really like an extraterrestrial planet, or easy or difficult, we can calculate and even design our own orbit, and whether it can really be as we expect, it depends on whether the universe is too wide for people to collide.
Like most people, I know this film because of Crazy Stone. They are all films that make me laugh, just a shallow float, one into the wood three points; one that makes me praise the dialogue performance, laughing from the beginning to the end, one that makes me marvel at the wonderful content, and I can't help but only whisper at the corners of my mouth. Plagiarism aside, in contrast, "Stone" is indeed a stone.
Until then, I had always thought that Quentin Tarantino was the most convincing ghost, until Gehrig moved out of this debut.
Two Big Smoking Guns is arguably not a damn American movie. It is a fully British film, full of British flavor, which is full of London tones that make you not very accustomed to listening, and British humor that only people with a certain IQ can understand.
The reason why we are not used to the tone is because many of us are exposed to American movies, although they speak English, but there is still a difference in pronunciation, just like Sichuan and Chongqing are saying Trump but the taste is obviously different.
It's a classic movie that makes you laugh enough, not only to enjoy the thrill of British black humor and the clever excitement of the storyline, but also to have some educational significance: at least when the father and son are driving, the father always tells his son to "fasten his seat belt".
All in all, this is a fun, good-looking, and good-sounding classic movie. Although there were only two smoking guns, four women and a few lumps of men.