Luyện nghe bài hát Swordfish (Intro)

You know what the with Hollywood is?
make shit.
Unbelievable, shit.
Now I'm not some grungy filmmaker
searching for existentialism
through a of bong smoke or something.
No, it's easy to apart bad acting, short-sighted directing,
and a purely moronic stringing together of words that many of the studios as "prose".
No, I'm talking the lack of realism.
not a pervasive element in today's modern American cinematic vision.
Dog Day Afternoon, for example.
Arguably Pacino's best work, short of Scarface and Godfather 1, of course.
Masterpiece of directing, Lumet's best.
The cinematography, the acting, the screenplay, all top-notch.
But... didn't push the envelope.
Now if in Dog Day, Sonny really wanted to get away with it?
What if - now here's the tricky part - what if he started killing hostages right No mercy, no quarter.
"Meet our demands or the blonde in the bellbottoms gets it the back of the head." Bam, splat!
What, still no bus? Come on! How many innocent victims splattered across a window would it take to have the city reverse its policy on hostage And this is 1976; there's no CNN, there's no CNBC, there's no internet!
Now fast forward to today, present time, situation.
How quickly would the modern make a frenzy over this?
In a matter of hours, it'd be biggest from Boston to Budapest!
Ten die, twenty, thirty; bum bum, one after another.
All caught in high-def, computer-enhanced, corrected.
You can practically taste the matter.
All for what? A bus, a
A of million dollars that's federally insured?
I don't think so. Just a thought. I mean, it's not within the realm of cinema but what if?