The walls of consciousness? Mind games? What about Rich and Poor? Let's destroy this prison!
These walls should not be standing here!
So let them collapse, collapse, collapse!
A long time ago.
And if you push your shoulder,
And if we push it together,
The walls will collapse, collapse, collapse.
And we will breathe freely!
' Mind games' on a new round? Borderline consciousness with a chord burst? Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! It is. Brother's trying to find him. Brother wants to see his brother. You just have to go to criminal Queens from Manhattan. And dig, dig properly. ' Rich and poor' what? Search, search...
In the current variety of movies, repetitions cannot be avoided. There's nothing you can do, the conveyor line is too large. The stamping press doesn't know how to stop. Asia, Europe, even Africa, and what to say about America will reverberate beyond any reasonable measure. Stories from screen canvases in our age, for every taste. Some of them are more or less similar to the earlier ones. And you know, and you hear, and sometimes you see the obvious. There was, there was, you tell yourself. Well, it was. Yeah, that's it.
' Hide ' - this is just about the same, about the same - was. There have been many times. Where? Who? When? What's the difference? The classic, the master, the master, the master or the apprentice-worksman who poisoned the bike. And the plot vortices are only in the change of faces. And the attempts of the character's vibrations by the evidence of his assumption 'inadequate'. And a backup dance to the main director's idea. You sing, we dance. Around you. Near you.
A person with heightened anxiety in front of us? An emotional, unstable personality? A poor-bearer with a blurred mind? A mentally incomplete subject? Looks like it. He runs, runs, runs like a squirrel in a wheel. He returns again and again to the same marginalized house and searches, searches, searches. What? Who? My own brother. A twin. But does he exist? Does it exist? Real? Or all these are the same ' mind games of Professor John Nash' and the same ones - patients ' Kashchenko Hospital'?
The director opens the veil of understanding for the viewer by demonstrating footage of the character’s childhood memories. That mother. Here's Dad. Here's my brother. And it looks like this is where the fall happened. I tripped here, our hero got stuck here. Years have shaken him. Finally.
The visual series for the thriller is even more impressive. What's that stuff? Hiding, quarreling, swearing, muzzling with a variety of mysteries. Rounded eyes, facial expressions, impulsiveness of the accelerating drive to help. Notes of horror - fear for the fate of the wife, children. They're involved in a vortex. They're in the middle. It is also an active phase.
Final? I'll say it's natural. It's obvious to me. For a less sophisticated viewer, a mass of pitfalls are prepared. You won't miss it here. The picture is able to cheer up, intrigue.
Let's destroy this prison!
These walls should not be standing here!
So let them collapse, collapse, collapse!
Dilapidated long ago. .
6 out of 10