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Why is the romance of Battle of the Brides still so bad?
If you ask me what kind of movie The Bride's Battle is, I will tell you honestly: This is a movie that starts in Huang Xiaoming and ends in William Feng. You should be puzzled, yes. Because the word "inexplicable" is precisely the characteristic of this large-scale extended MV that looks fashionable and foreign, but actually tears for the sake of tearing.

When the face of Zhang Wannian in Huang Xiaoming appeared with the words "I am Gao Fushuai", a group of brain-dead women in wedding dresses rushed in and shouted "Marry me". At this time, my brain became blank because of excessive shock, leaving only two big characters: lying in the trough. This grandiose and artificial opening is really a good way to set the tone for the whole movie. Finally, the dark William Feng appeared in the end, like the wrong crew, directly from the Wolf totem. Then everyone wriggled around like a seizure. I just felt that domestic films had learned to learn from Indian films. Of course, from beginning to end, I didn't understand what Huang Xiaoming was doing here. Does he have anything to do with the plot of this movie? Or, because he is Andrea's despicable husband. This seems to make sense. Nini and William Feng must not have broken up while filming this movie. As the advertisement said, Ni Ni and despicable played a pair of girlfriends, or the kind of girlfriends who signed a friendship contract. What I admire is that the publishing house posted the "opening and tearing of Qixi" on the poster aboveboard, as if to tell the world: Yes, we just shed a tear. This kind of courage and openness is really rare in domestic films. Many movies are actually torn, for example, in a certain era, they will euphemistically and implicitly write something on the poster, such as "grow up without regrets" and "stand shoulder to shoulder with you", even though they are actually torn. Moreover, this film not only does not look for the code name of tearing, but also takes tearing as a selling point. I really don't know whether to praise this frankness or criticize this superficiality.

Many domestic comedies are actually farce films, and this film is undoubtedly closer to the latter. Every time Nini shakes her head hard, huge earrings, necklaces, bracelets and bright nail polish vividly interpret two words: grandiose and gaudy. He Laoshi, who has a gas leak in gay, plays "Sir Alexander" and is a buffoon who "trims his chest hair" like thunder. After bravely proving his directing skill to the world with a flower, He Laoshi finally showed his good acting skills. Seeing He Laoshi who spent his whole life in bring disgrace to oneself, I can't bear to tell him that this American version of the role of wedding planner seems to have been nominated for the worst supporting actress in the Golden Raspberry Award.