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我深爱一个杀手,他是吕克贝松的片子《这个杀手不太冷》中的里昂。他高大、寡言、不英俊,他随身带着各种各样的枪以及一盆绿色植物。我就像片子里那个12岁的小女孩般爱着他,恨不能也跟着他行踪无定、风尘仆仆,在擦完枪之后,拉开窗帘,让植物晒晒太阳。这个片子真是残酷而又美丽,人生真实得肮脏荒谬,它不动声色,冷静地叙述,然而又有那么好的人,那么美的感情,让人爱到心痛。杀手在最后总是被杀,枪口从背后对准里昂,他不知道,走着,走着,门外就是干净明亮的世界,然而枪响了,是低低的一声响,没有鲜血,没有痛苦,屏幕上,只见镜头倾斜再倾斜,整个世界倒了,还是那样干净明亮。
I love a killer, he is Lyck Besson’s film “This killer is not too cold,” Lyon. He is tall, reticent, unruly, carrying all sorts of guns and pots of green plants with him. I was like a 12-year-old girl in the film love him, can not wait to follow his whereabouts, schedule, opened the curtains after the gun, the plants in the sun. This film is really cruel and beautiful, life is really dirty and absurd, it quietly and calmly narrated, but there are so good people, so beautiful feelings, people love heartache. The killer was killed at the end, muzzle from the back to Lyon, he did not know, walked, walked, the door is a clean and bright world, but the gunshots, is a low voice, no blood, no Painful, on the screen, I saw the camera tilt and then tilt, the whole world down, or so clean and bright.