Movie Master

Movies are kind of boring.

This was the first thought in Javier Ulliel's mind, and he came to this conclusion ten minutes into the movie.

In fact, the opening of the movie is quite interesting. The image of a taxi driver wearing glasses, wearing a T-shirt, and meticulously cleaning the interior of the car made everyone stunned, and did not recognize the person in front of him in the first reaction. The 180-degree transformation of the image, coupled with the restrained low-key temperament, made it almost unrecognizable. When one after another realized that the well-behaved driver on the screen was indeed Lance, there was a burst of noise at the scene. Little commotion.

Obviously, no one expected that Lance would appear on the big screen for the first time in such an image—what about the vase? What about "Louis and Lester"? What about handsome guys falling in love and killing each other? Javier inexplicably felt a little happy.

Other than that, the movie is lackluster. The smooth and neat shots present Los Angeles, which is gradually falling at night, in front of all audiences. Max, the taxi driver, has an ordinary day, with passengers boarding and getting off. The movie is flat, uneventful, boring and almost makes Javier want to sleep. Even the tit-for-tat words between Kate Beckinsale's passenger and Max's tit-for-tat words did not arouse his interest. On the contrary, Javier I also feel that Lance spends so much ink and ink describing the topic between Annie and Max about how to detour faster, it is almost a waste of film.

During the chat, Annie, who was about to get off the car, stopped because of Max's friendliness and kindness, and there seemed to be no spark between the two of them, and they seemed calm and relaxed. There is no passionate/passionate collision, only gentle swallowing. Javier could hardly resist the urge to roll his eyes—what happened to Lance? Not so with "City of God" and "The Day After Tomorrow."

Javier turned his head and looked around the cinema, observing the expressions of the faces in the darkness—although he could not see them clearly, he could feel them. Most people can't sit still anymore. For a commercial film, the beginning is too slow and dull. Even the foreshadowing information is very trivial and bland, which makes it hard to get into it immediately. state.

Javier's brows leaned slightly towards the middle. Facing the strong competition from "The Twelve Arhats", the state of "Murder with a Borrowed Knife" is really not good. What the **** is Lance doing?

Tom Cruise, who disappeared completely after his mysterious debut, finally reappeared. Even if he was surprised by the vicissitudes and haggardness of that silver hair once, it is still amazing to see it again, after a twist. The two highlights of Tom and Lance finally meet—Vincent is the passenger, and Max is the driver. Max drives Vincent to the destination.

Javier couldn't help cheering up, maybe the story will finally start to turn after this point, but... Javier was soon disappointed, because Vincent and Max chatted again, discussing how much it would cost to get from here to the destination. How much time. Talking about how much Vincent hates the city of LA, talking about how boring Max is as a taxi driver, talking about Vincent trying to hire Max's cab tonight... for God's sake, he doesn't care ! He wants to see the passion, see the crash, see the crash, and if he wants to sleep, he's staying home tonight.

Javier knew. Now that the movie has just started, he needs to be more patient, but there is an uncontrollable restlessness in his heart, which is almost uncontrollable; Javier also knows that for the audience, the movie will not be able to do anything in the opening ten minutes. The first small climax often means the failure of this work.

He didn't want to see Lance fail, he hoped... "Bang", the melodious and peaceful classical music was interrupted by a sudden impact, and the sudden loud noise was transmitted through the sound system, causing Javier's heart to contract directly. Extreme, completely stop beating.

The brief silence after the loud bang seemed to last only half a second, but it seemed to last half a century. The entire Los Angeles theater was completely silent. Sitting in the taxi, looking through the limousine information and enjoying a sandwich dinner, Max raised his head subconsciously, and then saw a **** head hitting his windshield, "Ah!" Max was startled Everything in his hand flew out, he screamed uncontrollably, his whole body shrank back reflexively, but the back of the chair blocked the way, Max raised his head under force, and then he could see clearly The chaos ahead—

A man fell on his taxi covered in blood. From the look of it, he should have died.

Max was so frightened that his face paled, and all the blood disappeared in an instant. He opened the car door in a hurry, and then sat down on the ground, supported himself with his hands, and retreated in a state of embarrassment until the safety seat was pulled open. After the distance, he regained his senses and looked around blankly, trying to confirm what happened.

Javier couldn't help but let out a low voice, "Ah", the entire auditorium also gave a low exclamation, and then everyone's breath was cut off again.

Vincent ran down quickly, looking around vigilantly; Max seemed to have caught the life-saving rope, and seemed to have found a witness, "He...he fell!" Max tried to find a reasonable explanation, But he found that his words were so weak, "He...he fell out of the window and fell into his/mother/'s taxi!" The whole person was circling around in a restless manner, breathing became more and more difficult, and the whole person was in a daze, "I think... he, he should be dead."

Vincent just glanced at Max and said absently, "That's right."

Panting heavily, Max turned his head to look at Vincent, but found that Vincent did not panic at all. On the contrary, he was still constantly looking at the surrounding situation. In the blink of an eye, Max's pupils widened. He couldn't help but took half a step back, and then took another half step forward. The inner struggle couldn't be more obvious. He looked at Vincent in disbelief, "You killed him?" After saying this, Max froze in place, as if everything had been explained.

"No, I shot him, he died from the bullet and the fall." Vincent kept his eyes on both sides of the road and the forks all around, vigilantly checking everything, but his voice was calm and indifferent , as if it was just explaining a simple fact.

Grass! Grass! Grass! Javier only felt that his heart had started to roar wildly, and countless information began to collide in his brain, but he had no time to sort it out, let alone think about it, the story was like a flood that drowned him in an instant—the paralyzed heart could not be slowed down .

"Oh, shit, shit, shit!" Max shook his head in dumb shock, and before he knew it, his feet were slowly backing away. But before he took two steps back, Vincent strode forward, drew out the pistol at his waist vigilantly, and aimed at Max, "Red light, Max!"

Max raised his hands, his heart stopped beating completely, and he just muttered reflexively, "Wait, wait." But Vincent was unmoved, his hands holding the gun were straight and steady, his expression was calm and calm, his voice Calm and composed, "Put your hands down." Max nodded in agreement, but his limbs were completely stiff and there was no reaction at all. Vincent had to say again, "Put your hands down!"

Only then did Max obey the order, but stood there completely at a loss, his blank eyes didn't even know where to look.

madman! madman! madman! Javier felt that his brain was about to explode. At this moment, he finally came to his senses. The calmness of the first 20 minutes was precisely for the suddenness of this moment. As it slowly dimmed, the noise in the night was beating turbulently, and the calm dialogue between the characters was just a cover-up, but in fact, the ubiquitous lighting factors and camera editing made every audience's innermost feelings The irritability began to surge—no wonder, he can usually calm down when watching a movie, at least for half an hour, he will watch it quietly, but today he can't stand even ten minutes, obviously from the first second of the movie, Lan Si is laying out.

It may seem plain and simple, but it has profound and hidden meanings. Lance is indeed a madman!

A possibility suddenly flashed in Javier's mind: What did Max and Anne say just now? There must be important information hidden in it, and it may even be the key information that guides the direction of the whole movie. Anne will definitely not be a simple passenger; moreover, he still remembers that Vincent and Annie passed by in the elevator , what exactly does this mean? But the problem is...he can't remember at all now, and he is paying the price for his absent-mindedness just now.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Javier's mouth, but it disappeared immediately. It has to be said that his curiosity about movies has reached a new peak. Javier adjusted his sitting posture and concentrated on the movie~www.readwn.com~ Next, he didn't want to miss any details!

Under Vincent's coercion, the two moved the body to the back compartment of the taxi hand in hand, and then Max said that Vincent could drive the taxi away, and he would definitely keep it a secret. Vincent looked at Max with a "you're an idiot" expression on his face, "Get in his/mother's car!" Max tried to struggle, but under Vincent's sharp eyes, his face turned pale. Dejectedly defeated.

There was light laughter in the screening hall. Although there was no sense of joy in the atmosphere at this time, after the sudden tension reached the extreme, this sesame-sized humor made everyone relax. However, this is only temporary.

Not long after Max drove the taxi away, the character played by Michael Fassbender appeared downstairs just now, and then he also took out a pistol, and then found that Romon in the house had disappeared. There was also a large opening for the street window. Just when everyone was guessing whether he was a good guy or a bad guy, he took out his mobile phone, "I'm Detective Fanning, Department of Narcotics Trafficking."

Conflicts, one after another, with no breathing room. (To be continued.)

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