This film is so fucking long even for Martin, and like a documentary with that narration. In the end, all of them are either getting older or whacked, but money still flows back to home, it kinds remind me of that phrase Money is a bitch that never sleeps.
95年我還在讀小學(xué)的年紀(jì)會(huì)說話的玩具入侵全球我的生日禮物是Woody的模型不得不佩服擅長幻想YY樂觀又富含寬容關(guān)愛的美國人To infiniti and beyond. 時(shí)隔多年當(dāng)我想起巴斯光年面對(duì)窗外的明朗天空沉默站立的背影時(shí)依然凄涼涌滿身體不能飛的巴斯光年多么像當(dāng)時(shí)不得不認(rèn)清現(xiàn)實(shí)的自己