平原 At17:00everyday,久久夜靖品Andrew,平原amiddle-agedman,driveshomefromworkthroughMelbourne’soutersuburbsinpeak-hourtraffic.Occasionally,heoffersalifthometoayoungercolleague,David.Overayear,theirtentativesmalltalkgiveswaytoawarmfriendshipandopenconversationwithintheconfinesofthevehicle,incrementallyrevealingtheirlives.Onemaywonderwhatathree-hourfilm,setalmostentirelyinacarandshotwithafixedcamerafromtheback,candeliver?Theanswerisanunexpectedlyengagingandentertainingobservationoftherhythmsofdailylife,andacatalogueofsuburbanworries.Insensorialterms,ThePlainschartsthepassageoftimeastheseasonschange.Thepitter-patterofrainandthefamiliarcocoonofthecarprovideasenseofcomfortandsafetyfromtheoutsideelements.Thecaristheliminalspacebetweenworkandhome,asthedayispondered,thenightplanned.Documentaryelementsexistbeyondthewindscreen,asafictioncoursesthroughthevehicle.ThePlainsisaroadmovieunlikeanythingyouhaveseenbefore.看着来人果然是黑豹,而且满脸带着寒意的走向自己,飞机哥瞬间吓的两腿发软。当那条裙子彻底展现在她面前时,程以沫眼里浮现出一抹震撼。他想发作什么,但在看到林曦那寒冷的面庞,再加上孙浩随意放在茶几上的垫巾,以及那还如同拜见鬼神一样的李克后,他的脸当即就显现出一阵青白,比吃了一个死孩子还难看。觉景方丈两眼无神,茫茫然地说道“什么少林寺,什么侠名,老衲听不懂。”
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