A woman with short hair is driving a car. There is a lot of wind and rain outside the window, and the crackling rain continuously falls on the window. The outside world is a blur of desolation and remoteness. Only the sound of the collision between tires and gravel road is ringing in the rain.

The woman kept looking around as if she was looking for something, and then... She found it.

The car stopped at the side of the road after a crosscut. The woman opened the car door and went down. She fished out beside her thigh and got an extra pistol in her right hand; Her steps quickly around the front of the car, in the rainstorm to the next uninhabited field - only a few donkeys are bending their heads to eat grass.

"Wow. Wow. Wow

The automatic action of the wiper sweeps away the raindrops on the front window of the car, and the vision becomes clear. Then you can see the woman's steps stop, raise the pistol, pull the trigger continuously, and aim at... A donkey, and then the donkey falls to the ground, only the wiper is still moving left and right.

What happened? What's this?

"Lobster!"

As soon as the big screen goes black, the title of the movie appears, and the audience is full of question marks - what does that mean? What's the beginning?

But this is the consistent style of Argus lansmus, cold and stereotyped, the cold lens is always full of a lingering narrow and repression, it seems unable to capture the slightest bit of temperature from the lens, like a label, which lays the keynote of every work of Argus.

Today, the same is true.

The story begins with a strange situation: a simple and honest Houseman, accompanied by two men dressed as hotel waiters, takes a Scottish shepherd dog and a carry on bag, and gets on a white bus that is a bit like a prison van and a bit like a vintage bus.

"He thinks this pair of brown shoes is the most suitable choice. He has some pain in his back, but different from the past, it is no longer the unbearable pain."

"He thought to himself, his wife chose to leave for the sake of love, so what did he insist on for? He did not cry bitterly for this, nor did he think that when other people were faced with separation, "when the father left his mother for another woman, it was just because her math was better than her mother. I think she has a graduate degree, while her mother has only an undergraduate degree. I was nineteen. My mother came to this hotel, but she didn't find a partner, and eventually she turned into a wolf. I miss her very much. "

"I found out later that she went to a zoo, and I often went to visit her. I feed her raw meat. I know wolves like raw meat, but I don't know which wolf is the mother, so I will feed each wolf a little. One day, I decided to break into the fence because I really miss her and want to hug her. "

"I turned over and jumped into the fence, and the wolves immediately rushed towards me and besieged me. There were only two wolves who didn't move, so I inferred that one of them should be my mother. The zoo guard quickly rescued me and sent me to the hospital. Thank God, I kept my leg, but I was a little lame. And that became my hallmark. "

"My wife died six days ago. She's beautiful, and I love her. She's a little lame, too

This is the story of the lame man.

The whole Lumiere hall was quiet. They couldn't tell whether it was humor or cold-blooded. But it was precisely this contradictory feeling that made the audience's thoughts really enter the story. From the absurd laughter to the absurd with cold spine, countless thoughts burst out in their minds.

There is no doubt that, in a mechanized, cold, rigid and expressionless way, he presents the fear and strangeness behind the hotel.

Even the dancing parties are like this. The dancing steps are robot like and cold. They discuss all this in a way that has no taste and no temperature, including talking about the hunters. "That woman is a cold person just now. She is the best hunter in the hotel. She is the record holder of women and has hunted 192 loners."

Then, all the movements are like hunting.

The lame man keeps standing all the time and is looking for a suitable target to attack; While David waited for a moment, he also chose to take the initiative, went to the gathering place of the three women, and issued an invitation to dance. But the tension between the three women was immediately filled with sparks. One second he was still talking intimately, and the next he held his breath.

David invited a beautiful young woman with a bloody nose.

In the process of dancing, the woman's nose bleeds again. With a calm tone of exploring scientific research, she analyzes the correct way to wash off the blood stains. At the same time, her nose bleeds are still flowing slowly, watching David like a puppet. David didn't know how to respond.

Inviting and being invited, with or without company, even the movements of singing and dancing are permeated with stylized process steps. Then the alarm bell rings and the curtain of the hall slowly opens - it's not night, but evening. The gray sky outside the window is scattered with sparse sunlight.

All the guests left the ballroom in good order, then dressed in suits and evening dresses, took up arms and went to... Hunting.

The reactions of the audience in Lumiere hall are different, but what is certain is that people did not expect the development direction of things, and the deep cold feeling is still going on. Because it is too absurd and too weird, it has a lingering joy, but it can't laugh at all.

"I hope I'm not lame. I used to be a good runner, but now it's impossible. I'm sure I'll be slower than the others. " The lame man said to David.

David gave serious advice. "If I were you, I would think about some other winning means, not speed."

"You're right." The lame man agreed.