The main character’s childhood as the son of a prostitute is discussed.
Looking at a boy who has been abducted while in his underwear, a man comments disparagingly on the size of his genitals. Later, another man learns of the first conversation, and suggests the boy show him. After a moment, the child pulls down his shorts (offscreen), and the man reassures him that he is a good size for his age, which makes the boy smile in relief. The scene is not intended to be sexual in nature.
After she suggestively sucks on a pickle slice, a man and a woman make out heavily and almost have sex (no nudity, but the woman displays significant cleavage). A small boy witnesses their activity, and they stop when they see him.
A little sexual discussion.
A sadistic man pursues a child, intending to harm him; it might be interpreted that he intends to molest the boy, but the child gets away before anything happens.


Film review:Translated by www.rabudo-ru.com


——If you think the world is happy, it is heaven; If you think the world is painful, it’s hell.

He seems ruthless, but he can’t see children being scolded and beaten by adults; He seemed rebellious, but he was the most tender and chivalrous. He coaxed the little boy into thinking that he was his father. He was a fairy tale, hated, loved and reluctant; He looks like a fugitive, but he is natural and unrestrained, light back and forth, taking a little boy as if he were on an outing, taking a ride and describing his dreams; He seems to have committed many evils, but he has only killed two people in his life. One is the one who hurt his mother, and the other is the one who tried to hurt the boy. He suffered because of his mother and went on the road of exile; He died because of his return, and from then on he saw the end of the world. Oh, I forgot to say that his childhood was the little boy, and the little boy became his return.

But between him, one is a fugitive and the other is a hostage.

But life is a hole, maybe at the beginning, maybe at the end. In short, the end is still the origin of destiny. From the beginning, I knew the end, so it’s unrealistic, but I hope there will never be an end.

However, he taught the boy to stagger and raise the gun from the beginning. Finally, he broke everything with a “bang” in his shaking and apprehension. At that time, he just bled and didn’t die, but he was worse than death. It was his turn to cover his wound and run unsteadily. He wanted to catch up with the boy crying for fear. He wanted to catch up with his childhood. He wanted to repent. He wanted to redeem. He wanted to tell the boy that he had no intention of killing. He told him that he had only killed two people in his life, one for his mother and the other for him.

The end is still coming. Although I covered my eyes and didn’t want to see it, I vaguely saw light and tears between my fingers. If this life is heaven, why is it so short; And if this life is hell, why is it so long and silent.

I can’t tell him from him. Maybe I am a person, one is now, the other is the past, but where is the future? Perhaps, as he said when driving, we are sitting in the dream time-space machine. In front of the car is the future, behind the car is the past, and in the car with the steering wheel is this time. But some dreams are broken, some wake up, and some forget.

This time he was really hit, the hole began to turn pale, and then blood gushed out. He just wanted to take out the picture of Alaska to the boy, which was the light of hope sent to him by his father when he was a child.

The boy hugged him and cried as if he had lost his father.

The boy had no father, lived a cold life with his widowed mother, could not be naughty, could not spend Christmas, could not play games with his friends, and even didn’t sit on the ferris wheel and eat marshmallows. On the way to Alaska, he said to the boy that you should make a list of what you want to do. He said I promised to take you home. He said I swear.

I don’t like watching typical American films, such as football, basketball, cowboys and so on. I haven’t even seen Clint Eastwood’s dazzling “million pound baby” until now. This film was produced in 1993. It is said that it combines road film, bandit film and western cowboy film, so some people see the economy, some people see politics, and many people see the American spirit, but I just think of the name of this film.

The money he gave the boy was blown by the air of the helicopter, leaked from the boy’s torn elf costume, scattered in the sky, floated to the grass, and gently scratched his face. He looked hard, but he had seen the end of the world, but at this time, he finally did what he promised the boy, and he was finally free.

What a perfect world.

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