The male protagonist rides atop the massive torpedo, clutching a necklace with photos of his girlfriend and family in one hand, while holding tightly to the torpedo with the other.
By stepping on the torpedo's steering structure with his legs, he controls the direction of its advance.
At this moment, whether it makes sense or not is no longer important!
As he crashes the torpedo into the "hull," the film set suddenly falls silent.
After about twenty or thirty seconds of silence, the two directors exchange a glance, nodding to indicate that all the location shooting has concluded!
The leading actor jumps out of the swimming pool, shakes the water off his head, and pants slightly, "I want to know, did I survive in the end?"
It's a foolish question; he knows this film lacks logic in many respects, but that doesn't stop him from feeling the movie's core.
