Disaster Artist

The isolated and dilapidated streets are full of rubbish, smelly, mice and cockroaches come and go, and steam fills the sky.

At the end of the distance, the neon flashes, the traffic is busy, and the bustling and crowded prosperity is like another world, completely forgetting this dark corner.

Gradually, gradually, the lights were still flickering, but the noisy sound gradually drifted away, and the lingering smoke outlined Artest's back.

He stood up slowly, the darkness around him was surging, almost swallowing him, but the deep despair and pain were suppressed fiercely, and the tight shoulders and clenched fists could clearly be seen. I felt the depression of doing my best, because it was so hard that I shivered slightly.

A kind of loneliness, a kind of pain, a kind of anger, but also a kind of despair.

The street lights fell down, flickering, like a spotlight.

puff.

For a short time, the lights went out, so that Artest's figure was hidden in the darkness, and the neon in the distance seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

In an instant, the entire projection hall of the Dome Cinema fell into silence, a silent silence, and involuntarily held its breath.

Light and shadow, sound and performance perfectly form an audio-visual impact, showing the charm of the big screen to the fullest, a pure ultimate enjoyment.

Snapped.

The street lamp came back, and Artest's figure became clear again, but Artest turned his face to the side, and the outline of his face appeared in the shadows.

In his eyes, there was a hazy gleam of tears, however, just as the tears broke free and fell, Artest raised his right hand, brought his index and middle fingers together, and wiped a blood stain under his eyes, while wiping away the tears. , also sounded the horn of war.

Eyes, facing the camera, that touch of pain and struggle was fleeting, and then was overwhelmed by the resolute murderous aura.

The next second, Artest closed his eyes, and the big screen went dark.

Immediately afterwards, the big screen brightened again, Artest was running wildly, the decisive battle began!

alone.

Go to the meeting alone.

Bloody battle.

A tragic and tragic, just like this arises spontaneously.

In the auditorium, low exclamations and sobbings can be heard, intertwined, and you can deeply feel the emotional impact without even needing to fan out.

They have guessed countless times, where the fate of Artea and the two brothers will go in the second part of the series, but they never thought of such cruelty.

Who would have thought that an action movie could show the sadness of fate and the confusion of black and white, and the interweaving of justice and evil burst out such a powerful force.

"King Kong Is Not Bad Dazhai Master"

Then, the climax of the third act, finally came.

Punch to the flesh.

Knife saw blood.

A real gun.

Hand in hand.

Different from the three-legged confrontation in the "raid" decisive battle, the decisive battle of "raid 2" chose the route of one enemy against one hundred, Artest, alone in Longtan.

From sweeping thousands of troops to being outnumbered and seriously injured, to finally facing the ultimate villain duel.

Gurgling!

passionate.

In the entire screening room, it seemed that everyone had merged into one, and the wonderful and exciting martial arts scenes created a shocking tsunami, which hit the brain wave after wave, detonating the tsunami deep in the brain, which continued to erupt. It was released, and it couldn't stop at all.

Exclamations, one after another.

That kind of feeling is like everyone riding a roller coaster together, the ups and downs, the ups and downs are wonderful, firmly grasping everyone's heart, tightening, tightening, almost detonating.

The charm of the movie is vividly interpreted at this moment.

Hong Yuanhe was also deeply immersed in it.

When I went into battle in person, I really felt the pain, it was a shock; when I sat in front of the big screen and felt the movie, the audio-visual experience made the adrenaline rush continuously. There is a feeling of free landing-

He knew that he was being pulled towards destruction by gravity, but he couldn't help enjoying the excitement and pleasure, and he was also happy when he was destroyed.

No one can deny such an experience.

The audience, slammed into the chairs by the dazzling camera, rubbed, rubbed, rubbed again, and then followed Artest to face the giant.

Artest is like a blood-soaked **** of war, killing all the way to the end, and finally grabbing a flaw in exchange for his life, finally overturning the villain, and then punch after punch, smashing the villain's head, punch after punch Continuing to attack, the blood burst, and the brains splashed, but it still did not stop.

"what!"

In the auditorium, there was an exclamation, and the fear of the plasma bursting came to my face. It seemed that I could feel the hot blood pouring on my face, but I couldn't control the blowout and explosion of the adrenaline, and my heart was almost unable to control it. Under the impact, the whole brain has exploded into fireworks.

However, no one wants to miss it, even the blink of an eye feels a pity, lest he miss any bit of the picture, just widen his eyes, staring at the big screen, feeling the weight of his body, as if he is Artest, I experienced the **** battle just now.

Until the end, punching to the flesh, slashing the enemy, pushing the aesthetics of violence to the extreme, and finally——

ended.

It's all over.

A drop of blood splashed on Artest's eyelids, but that baby face could no longer find the greenness and sunshine that it once had. He raised his eyes and looked directly at the camera. There was blood in the depths of the child's hole.

One shot, one picture, rotates along with the contraction of Tong Kong, dazzling, and easily drags all the audience into a sea of ​​blood.

Artest dragged his scarred body, found evidence from the corner where Ah He was hiding the evidence, and then dragged his severely injured body away.

Under his feet, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and his eyes were full of corpses and blood.

The camera, aimed at Artest's back, slowly climbed all the way from the soles of his feet, light and shadow flowed, and finally came to Artest's shoulders~www.readwn.com~ Looking from behind Artest, looking down at the Avici **** in front of him horror and gore.

Ahead, it was dark, but Artest's footsteps never stopped, staggering forward——

Can not help but remind people of the ending of the previous film, Ah He turned and walked into the darkness, Artest walked into the sun, and the fate of the two brothers was staggered.

And now?

Artest, are you heading for the depravity of hell? When Ah He went to the light but vanished like Yin Carlos, did Artest still go to the dark after all?

The heart could not help but curl up like this.

However!

Just when the figure was about to be swallowed by the darkness, a light appeared at the end of the endless darkness, a faint blue light, reminiscent of the blue moment at the beginning of the first book, pure and clear blue, and also heralded the dawn of dawn. upcoming blue.

Thrilling.

Immediately afterwards, the pure blue color vaguely outlined a silhouette, and the light source was hidden behind the head, so that the face looked like a lake.

So, that's the enemy's backhand? Devil's messenger? Or... a ray of hope?

This time, fate will guide Artest where to go.

Artest stopped, his face covered in blood, almost unsteady, raised his head to look straight ahead, paused for a moment, and then turned his head.

Look straight into the camera.

The blood-stained face no longer looked like a baby face. The tiredness and pain between the eyebrows relaxed, only the eyes were still clear, but at this time they were also full of tears, panic, confusion, struggle, Despair flashed in tears.

Then, he closed his eyes.

Snapped.

The picture also went dark.

The movie ends here.

Immediately after—

"Director: Lu Qian".