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mmslooney007 · 1 year

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The (long-ish) Review No One Needed Or Asked For ™ - Till The End of the Moon

Character-wise

Li Susu is our leading lady who travels back in time before the Devil God was, well, the Devil God and just the Devil Fetus *insert snickering here* because, "Maybe I can fix him and kill him." Morally ambiguous at times? Caught between feelings and justice? Sign me up.

Tantai Jin is the Devil Fetus *more snickering* who had it rough since Day 1. He literally came out the womb and it was that time. Pathetic hostage prince, manipulator, benevolent ruler, Wife Guy-- Cang Jiumin. My guys wears hats (wigs).

I'm a Susu apologist and to all you commenters who whined, Susu just love him and stop blah blah blah, No! She understood some of the assignment. Our characters are flawed, no one is perfect, (except one (1) Square and Vixen I said what I said) and you will be suing for emotional damages.

Plot-wise

We start off in real-time, where we see the Devil God (yassified) freaking wreck the 3 realms and 4 continents. Susu enters the fight with her weapon of choice (don't bring a harp to a knife fight) and is given the artifact that will make me overthink any timeline where time travel is involved. Before she goes back, she witnesses the death of everyone she loves very conveniently, because plot, die at the hands of the CGI crew (all of whom, might I add, deserve a raise).

500 years earlier, she is inserted into the body of Abuser, Ye Xiwu. Stockholm Syndrome or True Love? We don't know, but Tantai Jin (fetus) will somehow grow to love his wife (sidenote: he totally did something to himself peep episode 5/6 where that tree thing grows)(other side note, what's up with the continuous motif of tree and feelings? see: LBFAD).

I feel like the arc within an arc, though long and somewhat useful, could have been useful-er. I'm docking points for not nodding at plot thingies more for havimg lasted about 7 episodes but having 5 relevant points to the plot. Fight me. (Also, they fall in love in this lifetime but they're not them-- it's just continued contemplation of "why was I casted as x," when they can't freaking math and make it make sense).

Then after the Great Misunderstanding of episodes 24&25, we have to see our tragic love story be more tragic and wrap up this lifetime before we go Back to the Present (Future). If you haven't already, you will be cheering on our favorite Baddie being Badder.

Then we get stupid in the immortal rea-- housing development? Cang Jiumin is Tantai Jin in a different-ish wig pre yassification. He does more cultivating. He gets more hurt and scorn. He gets some action with his wife. He gets an outfit change.

The ending? I'm sobbing. I have been touched and I'm crying as I type this.

The Good, The Bad, The WTF

I liked that they were so enemies to lovers that I honestly did not see how they were going to ever be lovers. Good.

I liked our cast of characters-- brother Qingyu is the Square, Pian Ran is our favorite Vixen, Nian Baiyu needs a raise and Xiao Lin is Just Ken. Love it.

Episodes 36 and on-- the Bad.

Episode 39-- WTF. What made him think let's have this banging Goth Wedding so you'll hate me because, "I hate you." Yes, we are pseudo sleeping together in my Bo'Re Life because, "Susu you gotta hate me too," and when will the logic ever happen? I just think he needed to think through his justifications for his advancement of death more. Felt half baked imo.

And who made the rules? I thought when he absorbs the Devil God's Favorite Things and the evil bone *persistent snickering* then it was evil onsite? Last time I checked, Jin was still home.

Who decided Sang Jiu taking away Ming Ye's voice during The Sex was sexy (see: a dream within a dream)?!

Why did y'all embrace the freaking Lord of Evil when he's called The LORD of EVIL. Get me outta the simulation!

Shoutout

To the Viki comments section. Y'all was the best of all'em. From Naruto, to Death Note, Rolex and Nasa, and Team Rocket. I was rolling.

My Rating...

8/10 for Tantai Jin's outfits as Emperor and Devil God.

I like 'em bad.

#cdrama #review #spoilers #till the end of the moon #tteotm #bai lu #luo yunxi

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hyoyawns · 5 months

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I'm on episode twenty something of til the end of the moon and jfc I'm obsessed with this show. I was i erase it to rewatch it all over again and I'm not even finished. the mingye/sang jiu storyline made me sob for like two hours. I cannot recommend it enough.

#also please recommend cdramas you like if you have any!!#I really like bai lu and luo yinxi. I want to watch yunxi's entire catalogue he's SO good as mingye and tantai jin

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morkofday · 3 years

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Have you seen Sha Hai and Lao Jiu Men? What did you think? And have you read any of the books?

hi ^^

to first answer your question if i have seen those two dramas: yes, i have! i actually started from mystic nine/lao jiumen when i first got into other dmbj drama adaptations after reboot. then i went through the lost tomb 1 and 2 before finally getting into sand sea/sha hai. it was a very intense journey :’D

what i thought about them then: i enjoyed both. the mystic nine picked up a bit slow at the beginning and i was bored by it at times but i ended up liking it a lot after a certain point. it was very different compared to all the other dmbj dramas, mostly bc of the era but bc of the characters and their positions too. it was more politics-heavy than just adventure/tomb exploring like i had expected but it was still cool. i adored ba ye especially (which i didn’t expect bc his introduction was... all over the place :’D) and i also fell for young zhang rishan. what made me cackle at times were the horrible special effects/green screens XD what intrigued me the most was chen pi and his story. he made me ache in some strange way. i wish we knew more about him and if we get another season of mystic nine, i really hope we get to follow him again? otherwise, i really hope we learn more about the other family heads, get to see more of wu laogou with his dogs (i can really see where wu xie and sanshu got their personalities!) and get to see more of fo ye and how his story goes leads to the point we discover in sand sea. sand sea then... tbh i loved that way too much. that surprised me bc after getting super attached to wu xie, i didn’t know how well i would take a story with him as the side character. but the vibes in sand sea were just amazing and even if it was super heavy and dark compared to the rest (it is a dark and painful time in their lives after all), it was very interesting to watch. there was a ton of adventure. many mysteries. a lot of pain that made me sob so badly. the first episode already left a strong impact bc i remember just dry sobbing into my blanket while watching li cu suffer and his life being unfurled before my eyes during the first 40 minutes of that whole journey. which also made me fall in love with li cu and i still adore him a lot. he’s a good boy. he works well with wu xie, especially during that time. he’s clever and resourceful and i adored him with his friends. they made an amazing trio :’) and it was very, very interesting to see wu xie like that, being this very much older and darker version of himself, acting so very differently from what i was used to seeing about him (even reboot has very much honed his sharp edges, he’s so gentle in there compared to sand sea). what intrigued me the most was xiao hua and what he did for wu xie’s plans to work. i always wanted to see more of him (even if zhang yixing acting as him threw me off bc after seeing him as er ye/er yuhong in the mystic nine it felt funny to see him basically as his own disciple lol). i also wanted to see more of xiuxiu! she was badass in there. one more interesting aspect was seeing liu chang as wang cai after falling for liu sang during reboot :’D

and then to your last question: no, i haven’t. i haven’t gotten into the novels really but my dear friend @ashenlights has shared bits and pieces with me while reading the original story for wu xie ^^ otherwise, i’ve learned some things from various fanfics and text posts over here and constructed a picture of the story in my head. idk if i will ever get to the novels really tho i am curious about the details (especially tibetan sea flower intrigues me bc the little moments we see about that during sand sea looked amazing so the whole story could be interesting?). but am also just happy living with my own headcanons haha. i am also very much fine with living in the dark when it comes to the mysteries of dmbj world. those are very big things after all. maybe we will never get answers to all of them? maybe we don’t need to?

i dunno how much this answer gave you but thanks for asking ^^ have a nice day!

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chenqingssuibian · 4 years

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be not afraid (for i’m here tonight)

[crossposted on ao3]

tagging @goldencorecrunches because it was their post that inspired this!!

A baby cries in Lotus Pier. His face is so red the dot between his eyebrows, a symbol of his sect, has disappeared entirely into it, wailing shrill as he writhed in his crib. He is louder than the wind and rain outside, than the creaking of the buildings and the rustle of the trees and the howling. Wild dogs have been roaming the streets, as of late, feral and thin and dangerous, and as all dogs, they moved in pacts. In a few hours when the storm breaks, Jiang Cheng would be leading a hunt for them. He would need his strength, and that meant he needed rest, but -

But a baby cries in Lotus Pier.

Jiang Cheng sits up in bed. The healers had said it wasn’t colic, that the baby is perfectly healthy, that there was nothing to be done but let him cry. The mothers he’d asked had said that it was natural, even, for a child like him to cry the way he does. Nothing soothes him, when he’s like this, and Jiang Cheng is almost at his breaking point.

A-jie, he thinks, rising from bed. Even if he made the effort to make his steps light, it wouldn’t matter, so he doesn’t, coming to stand beside the bassinet. Your son’s face is purple. He is still a little awkward, when he picks his nephew up; Jin Ling pauses in his wailing, big wet eyes blinking in surprise as Jiang Cheng settles him against his chest. As all good things in Jiang Cheng’s life, it does not last. The second those eyes lock on Jiang Cheng’s tired, pale face, Jin Ling opens his little mouth and lets out the loudest cry yet. Jiang Cheng’s head throbs painfully, and he can almost feel the pulses of pain vibrating in his teeth. “I know, A-Ling,” he sighs, bouncing the baby lightly and getting nothing in return but more shrill crying. “I’m not who you want to see. I’m sorry.”

A-Ling is not comforted. Jiang Cheng shifts his weight from one foot to the other, swaying as he rubs the baby’s back. Tears soak through the fabric of his inner robes, and Jiang Cheng squeezes his eyes shut. A-Ling sobs, and he’s trying to blink back the sting in his own eyes, resting his cheek against the dark, downy hair on the baby’s head. “I miss them, too.”

And he did. Jin Zixuan was not his friend, per se, nor his favorite Jin, but A-jie had loved him with everything she had and when he’d died, part of her had, too. He’d only seen Jin ZIxuan with a-ling once, but the awe and love he’d seen on his face had been too much to bare, too pure to ever forget. And it went without saying that he missed A-jie - to suggest otherwise would be like denying that the sun rises in the east. Every breath he takes, he misses her. He can feel her in every room of Lotus Pier, can see her sitting on the dock with a lotus in her hair, feet skimming the surface of the water. A-jie is everywhere and everything and as A-Ling sobs against his chest he misses her even more, longs for her to be here to soothe her son the way only a mother can.

But A-jie is dead, has been for a month now. A-Ling probably remembers her laugh, now, but soon that will fade and then he will know nothing of her at all. The knowledge that his nephew will never know her soft voice, her gentle touch, burns in his chest brighter than his rage. Wei Wuxian, he thinks, jaw clenching. His heart aches. He hates him, hates the things he’d taken from Jiang Cheng, from Jin Ling, hates that he can’t bring himself to get rid of his things or burn his clothes or believe he’s truly dead. Because if Wei Wuxian really did die, then Jiang Cheng is even more alone, with nothing but his rage and a sealed room of trinkets and-

A-Ling lets out a wail, and Jiang Cheng loosens his hold, wills his body to relax. “Sorry,” he whispers, voice lost in the wind and the rain and that crying that rings in his ears. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Jiu-jiu’s sorry, A-Ling.” But A-Ling will not be mollified. He has his grandmother’s temper, it seems, because he just keeps shrieking in Jiang Cheng’s ear. He raises his eyes to the ceiling, thinks, A-jie, what would you have done?

He is his mother’s son. She had rarely soothed him, as a child. He cannot remember her touch. Had she sung to him? Or had that been A-jie’s job? His father’s affection had always been rare, but it was even rarer after Wei Wuxian came to them, and he can’t remember his touch, either. Just A-jie, always her, dabbing at his feverish face and making him soup and holding his hand when he’s scared. If she sang to him, he cannot remember. But a song comes to him anyway, along with a memory, and Jiang Cheng is singing despite himself. It scratches in his throat, voice rough from a long day of training disciples and long years of disuse. But when Jiang Cheng glances down at A-Ling, he’s sniffling, tears clinging to his lashes as he stares up at him.

So Jiang Cheng keeps singing.

He sways from foot to foot, taking slow steps around his bedroom. If the song had words once, Jiang Cheng does not know them, but he knows the melody and if this is what it takes to stop his nephew’s tears that so be it. He can feel a phantom hand in his hair, a thumb stroking his cheek, and Jiang Cheng closes his eyes and keeps on. His voice grows more confident with every minute, and A-Ling snuggles into his shoulder, pressing his warm forehead against the crook of his neck. The scent of lotus and rich soil fills his nose.

When A-Ling finally, finally falls asleep, Jiang Cheng allows himself a smile.

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For the first time in a month, there is silence at Lotus Pier. Huang Li is afraid. He stands outside the door of Jiang-zongzhu with three other disciples - they were on watch duty together, and it had been Zhong Sicheng had been the first to notice the eerie quiet. He is pale as a sheet beside Huang Li, his round eyes bulging as he presses his lips together. There is no storm now that day’s broken. There is no excuse that Huang Li can use to explain away the quiet in this corridor.

“They probably just passed out from exhaustion... Right?” Mei Shu says, holding tightly to his sword. He is the youngest of them, at only thirteen, without a courtesy name. Despite that, he was one of the first to join the revitalized YunmengJiang sect, along with his brother, Mei Dejun, who stands beside him. He had served in the Sunshot Campaign, and therefore is nearly as respected as the sect leader himself.

“No way,” Mei Dejun says, staring at the closed door with his arms crossed over his broad chest. “You were a colicky baby, just like the young master - trust me, even when you exhausted yourself, you found a way to make noise. And Jiang-zongzhu wouldn’t pass out from exhaustion alone. He’s Jiang-zongzhu.”

“Then...” Zhong Sicheng glances away from the door, eyes shining. “We only have two options, don’t we? Either Jiang-zongzhu got Jin-gongzi asleep-”

“Doubtful,” Mei Dejun cuts in, earning a withering glare from Zhong Sicheng.

“He either got the baby to sleep,” Zhong Sicheng repeats, voice going high-pitched, “Or something happened.”

“Jiang-zongzhu wouldn’t have let anything happen to A-Ling,” Mei Shu says, with the faith and confidence of a child who has not yet been failed by his hero. “And we would’ve noticed if someone had snuck in!”

“Maybe your Jun-ge would’ve,” Huang Li says, scowling at the younger boy, “But you wouldn’t. You were asleep on your feet!” Mei Shu reddens, eyes growing wet, and opens his mouth to speak.

“You-”

“Stop.” Mei Shu’s mouth snaps shut with an audible click as his brother’s hand falls heavy on his shoulder. He glares at Huang Li with barely-concealed contempt, even though Huang Li is five years older and fifty pounds heavier and has wiped the floor with him more than once. He sneers as Mei Dejun continues. “We won’t know until we open the door. Keep your voices down. If we wake that damn baby, Jiang-zongzhu will do more than make us do everyone’s laundry for a week.”

Zhong Sicheng nods. It’s perhaps the first time he’s ever agreed with Mei Dejun, and it’s clear on is face that he hates doing so. “I’ll open it,” he says, a determined sheen to his eyes. “I’m the one who’s supposed to be patrolling here, anyway, so I won’t get in trouble for leaving my station. Stay out of sight. If something happened...”

“We’ll be right behind you,” Mei Dejun says. In the dim morning light, he still manages to look every inch the head disciple he will be. Mei Shu nods, jutting out his little chin, and Huang Li sighs in resignation. They’re all going to get whipped by Zidian, he’s sure of it. The three of them move down the hall, close enough to hear everything but far enough away that they won’t be seen unless Jiang-zongzhu comes out to find them.

“Zongzhu?” Zhong Sicheng knocks lightly on the door, face pinched, and waits for a response. He glances over to where the three of them are hidden, puts on his bravest face, and pushes the door open. “Zongzhu, I’m coming in.” He does not shut the door behind him, giving him what would be a quick and easy escape if it wasn’t Sandu Shengshou’s private quarters he’s entering without permission. The wood creaks quietly beneath his feet, and his purple robes swish as he enters, and then -

Silence. They sit in silence for five whole minutes while Huang Li fidgets and Mei Shu’s worried stares growing increasingly frantic and Mei Dejun’s furrowed brow grows more intense. Then, finally, blessedly, Zhong Sicheng steps out of Jiang-zongzhu’s room, face blank. Huang Li wants to kiss him, if only in thanks for breaking the tension. Mei Shu follows him as he approaches, craning his neck to look around him into the room. “Zhong-ge,” he says, voice hushed. “Is... Is everything alright?”

Zhong Sicheng opens his mouth to speak and nothing comes out. Wordlessly, he steps aside, letting Huang Li and Mei Shu have a clear view into the room.

Despite the sparse decoration, it is the most opulent room Huang Li has ever seen in Lotus Pier. The calming scent of lotus lingers in the air, and he steps forward to chase it as his eyes dart around the room. It is nothing like the barracks, nothing at all - they could fit ten people in here, easy, with plenty of room left for more if desired. On the wall, a sword is mounted, one Huang Li has never seen; at first he thinks it’s a carving, but would a carving be in a place of honor? What kind of sword has a hilt and scabbard that look like that, like driftwood twisted in the waves? A tea set sits at the table below it, fine cups and kettle made of jade. The cushions are Yunmeng purple, just like the wall hanging of their sect symbol, and the gauzy curtains of the bed -

The bed.

On the bed, curled up in only his inner robe, dark hair loose and tangled beneath his head, lay Jiang-zongzhu. This in and of itself isn’t so strange - everyone sleeps. The thing that made Huang Li’s breath catch in his throat isn’t, exactly, the smooth skin of Jiang-zongzhu’s chest on display, though that certainly doesn’t help matters. No, it’s the sleeping bundle he holds tight against himself that does it; Jin Ling, the loudest baby he’d ever had the misfortune of hearing, is clinging to his uncle’s loose robe, tiny mouth open and eyes darting beneath closed lids as he dreamed. It is the quietest, and therefore, cutest, Huang Li has ever seen him, and his heart goes thump-thump-thump in his chest with the sudden swell of affection. One of Jin Ling’s hands is curled around Jiang-zongzhu’s long, thin pinkie. Jiang-zongzhu is smiling in his sleep. He looks so much younger, Huang Li realizes. He looks his age. Barely three years older than Huang Li himself.

“Mei Shu,” Huang Li says, voice hoarse. “You seeing what I’m seeing?”

“Mm hmm.”

“Mei Shu,” he says again. The boy just hums. Huang Li would look to see if he’s gaping like a fish, but that would mean looking away from the bed, and that is the last thing he wants to do. “We’re not dreaming, are we?”

“Dreaming about what - oh.” Mei Dejun cuts off, and Huang Li really wishes he could tear his eyes away because Mei Dejun has never sounded surprised in the entire time he’s known the man. “Oh, that’s precious.”

“That’s one word for it,” Huang Li says, an almost giddy grin spreading on his face. “Who would’ve thought? Jiang-zongzhu is a cuddler.”

“They’re so cute,” Mei Shu coos, awe clear in his voice. Huang Li looks over, finally, and sees that he is, in fact, gaping like a fish, ears burning red. “I’ve never seen Jiang-zongzhu look so... Happy.”

“Not a lot to be happy about,” Mei Dejun says, voice low, “when your entire family is gone.” It is a reality they have all had to be reminded of, once or twice. That Jiang-zongzhu lost his sister and his brother just a month ago, that he lost his parents and his friends in the Wen attack only three years ago, that he’s rebuilt the sect and his life by clawing the pieces back together with his bare, bloody hands. It's why they all chose to follow him. Huang Li’s shoulders slump as he watches uncle and nephew cling to each other in their sleep, heart aching.

“Not all of it,” Mei Shu whispers. There is hope on his face when Huang Li looks over, and Mei Shu looks up at him to give a small smile. Huang Li had never noticed it before, but he has dimples. “They’ve got each other, don’t they? And us, now. Neither of them are alone anymore.”

For a moment, they are all quiet. Huang Li wishes he could believe as easily and whole-heartedly as Mei Shu that everything would be alright. There is truth to what he says, Huang Li knows, but only the simple truth of a child. The pain in Jiang-zongzhu’s heart may never fade, even if he gets married and has fifteen kids. Huang Li’s pain certainly hasn’t left him, or Zhong Sicheng, nevermind Mei Shu’s gege, whose pent-up anger and heartache comes out daily on the training fields. Huang Li’s got the bruises to prove it.

It is Zhong Sicheng who speaks. “We shouldn’t wake them,” he says, careful as he steps back toward the door. “Or tell anyone what we saw.”

Fat chance, Huang Li thinks. “Right,” Huang Li says, taking Mei Shu’s sleeve to tug him along. “C’mon. We need to get back to our posts.”

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There is song in Lotus Pier.

Three times a day, it can be heard; a low, lovely baritone that echoes over the lotus ponds and bounces off the rooftops. The owner of the voice is well-known, though no one has the audacity to name him. The songs he sings change over the months, but the disciples like one best. It’s a haunting lullaby, the kind that leaves you feeling hollow in your bones and demands listeners. A ballad long forgotten, some say. Others think the singer composed it himself, that it was borne from the ceaseless suffering he faced. The only thing anyone agrees on is that it isn't a song from Yunmeng, or the surrounding areas, for that matter.

Sometimes, Huang Li thinks he hears a flute playing along, twining around the voice and making it whole.

#mo dao zu shi #the untamed #cql #mdzs #jiang cheng #jin ling #mdzs fic #ly's writing #uhhh tell me what you think!!! i wanna Hear it!!!

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allaboutjoongi · 6 years

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5 Best Scenes in “Lawless Lawyer” that made viewers go wild

(Source: http://entertain.naver.com/read?oid=109&aid=0003798250)

The five best scenes of “Lawless Lawyer” have been unveiled.

Currently airing on tvN, weekend drama “Lawless Lawyer” has drawn small-screen viewers with its heart-stopping, tension-filled story, cinematic direction that keeps viewers immersed, and the flawless ensemble performance of the cast.

Now let us look back at the five best scenes that have impressed and been highly praised by viewers.

[1] Episode 2 – Cha Moon-sook’s “Get down on the floor.”

This scene gives us a glimpse into the dual nature of Cha Moon-sook, who appears noble and saintly but who really is not. Left alone with Ko In-du (Woo Hyung-man’s first attorney), Cha Moon-sook calls him out on his half-hearted attempt to defend his client without asking a single question during cross-examination at Woo’s first trial. She insults him by ordering him “Get down on the floor.” Lee Hye-young’s sudden switch from a generous smile to a cold, expressionless face and all-knowing eyes represents Cha Moon-sook’s aura of invincibility, charisma, and dominating presence.

[2] Episode 2 – Courtroom chaos orchestrated by Bong Sang-pil

This scene reveals the true colors of Kiseong, a city shrouded in fog, through the fire extinguisher mist that engulfs the courtroom. Just as instructed by Bong Sang-pil, Tae Gwang-su and Geum Gang create chaos to buy some time until Sang-pil gets back to defend Woo Hyung-man. Tae Gwang-su uses a fire extinguisher to spray the mist, turning the entire courtroom into a madhouse. Then just in time, Bong Sang-pil swaggers into the courtroom, drawing everybody’s attention. Standing before ‘absolute evil’ Cha Moon-sook, sitting right across this wall of mist, Sang-pil declares, “The trial begins now.” His declaration of war makes this scene such a thrilling, cathartic moment.

[3] Episode 2 – Bong Sang-pil’s nightclub action scene

This scene shows Bong Sang-pil coming to the rescue of Ha Jae-yi, who was kidnapped by Seok Gwan-dong. It is a product of the synergy between Lee Joon-gi and director Kim Jin-min: the actor came up with creative fight moves using his jiu jitsu skills, while the director maximized the creativity of those moves with dynamic and stylish camera movements, delivering viewers a delightful experience, just as one expects in genre dramas like this. This exhilarating action sequence shines through particularly when placed in the middle of a story with such gravitas. It perfectly represents what this drama is—an ‘evil-busting’ legal / action drama.

[4] Episode 3 – Bong Sang-pil’s subway tunnel action scene

This scene shows Bong Sang-pil facing off against a knife-wielding guy hired by Ahn Oh-ju in a subway tunnel. Viewers were particularly stunned by the scene where Sang-pil, who seems to have jumped right across the tunnel, suddenly attacks the knife-wielding guy. The way the scene was directed has a cinematic feel to it, and the transition looks as though Sang-pil suddenly teleported. It is also the most-talked-about scene among viewers as a perfect combination of Kim Jin-min’s singularly distinctive directing, Lee Joon-gi’s thrill-packed fight and expressive acting with those rage-filled eyes.

[5] Episode 6 – Bong Sang-pil ♥ Ha Jae-yi’s kiss as they caress each other’s wounds

This kiss scene shows Bong Sang-pil and Ha Jae-yi acknowledging their feelings for each other and caressing each other’s wounds. Stroking Sang-pil’s cheek, Jae-yi breaks into a sob asking, “How’s it possible that you’ve lived like this for the past 18 years?” The scene conveys Jae-yi’s sympathy and empathy towards Sang-pil, who’s devoted much of his life to getting revenge. As raindrops on the window form a kind of curtain and as the two look into each other’s eyes affectionately, the scene enhances their on-screen chemistry and made viewers all the more excited about this Mubeop romance.

‘Evil-busting’ legal/action drama “Lawless Lawyer” tells the story of a ‘lawless lawyer’ growing into a true ‘fighting lawyer’ who puts his life on the line to take on absolute power. It airs every Saturday and Sunday at 9 p.m.

#lee joon gi #lee jun ki #lawless lawyer #tvn #kdrama #이준기 #무법변호사

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