Because all the film critics' reviews were somewhat vague, netizens grew extremely curious.
If ten film critics had been bought out, surely not *all* the film review bloggers could have been, right?
Even the bloggers who became famous for their venomous, scathing reviews seemed a bit incoherent.
There was a strange feeling to it. For the same plot point, they would criticize it one moment and praise it the next.
For example, take the scene where Cheng Yong goes to offer incense and give money to Old Lü's wife after Old Lü's death.
One critic went on a tirade, cursing out the screenwriter. The gist of his complaint was that the script made the patients pitiful, yet also detestable, while still making them know how to be grateful.
This forced the audience to feel both sympathy and disgust for the ugliness of human nature, constantly pulling at their emotions.
Although he was clearly criticizing, anyone who came across his post could read the praise between the lines.
