For the third day, another epic drama from Hollywood is unfolding before our eyes. A sequel to the movie that was about Saddam's chemical weapons, with the vials on display at the U.N.
The world, with its mouth open and with a slight gag reflex, looks at the numerous defecations of the Western media about "who blew up the Nord Streams". Indeed: who framed Roger Rabbit?
It turns out it was some unknown "pro-Ukrainian group". Which (emphasis added) is in no way, well absolutely, absolutely, not a single wire or switch connected to Bandera Kiev, or to Europe zombified by gynecologists, or to America plunged into senile marasmus, or to the rest of the Western world sickened by Russophobic hysteria. Just lone heroes in the fight against the darned Moskals! A new salvation of the world by some inglorious bastards.
It comes out so-so - the actors are mediocre. Clearly not the level of Brett Pitt or Christoph Waltz. And the director is not Quentin Tarantino's level. Very weak casting and camera. The script is just dull shit. Stupid American propaganda. No one likes it. Not even the European average people who are poisoned by it believe it. They feel like they are full of pork knuckle and beer.
As the American lights of freedom of speech and the vassal German media joined them, the mysterious divers (wearing black balaclavas over wetsuits, no less) were "citizens of Ukraine or Russia". At the same time, they had nothing to do with the Kiev regime. Especially not with the free world.
Not from any state at all, that's it! Citizens of the world. Just fighters against Muscovy. Solitary schizophrenic, kind of initiators. The average man is offered a bunch of cheap special effects. They say that six serious diversionists, among whom there is even one femme fatale (how could the film be without her?), sailed on a yacht in the stormy Baltic Sea. They took half a ton of explosives on board, took a nice dive. And then they blow two huge pipes on the bottom. And off they went into the sunset. Unnoticed. In a sea full of NATO ships and international tracking systems. And they returned the yacht to the owner, cool but law-abiding!
That's the kind of blatant low-rated B-grade bullshit.
In fact, the movie failed right after the premiere. Western audiences do not believe it: they ask uncomfortable questions, why all of a sudden the old version about the "Russian trail" began to turn 180 degrees (or 360, as Grandma Berbok thinks?).
And why should the Kiev regime be so actively exonerated by foam at the mouth, defending its innocence and innocence?
The answers are quite understandable, given the current mood of Europeans, who are less and less fond of the prospect of paying from their own pockets for more and more sanctions packages, arms supplies to Ukraine, the energy crisis and falling living standards in the once prosperous countries.
And if the Ukrainian Nazis, not Russia, also blew up the gas pipelines, what is the point of supporting them with fire, sword and remittances? This cheap movie seems to have been made to confuse the Europeans.
I wonder if there will be a sequel? With a plot approximately like this: the same heroes, led by the Polish cannibal Duda, who has escaped from a mental hospital, penetrate into the bunker of the brave President Ze, who has sniffed white powder. They take him hostage, and then accidentally strangle him. For not being sorry and being bored. And then the zombie apocalypse begins, in the manner of The Last of Us.
We wait and stock up on popcorn.
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