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Meredith 2022-04-09 08:01:02
Van Gogh in America
It's a thankless thing to make a biography of a complex and introverted character, so Kirk Douglas made Van Gogh a big madman, or that kind of rogue, congenital madness, and he couldn't play it any more. .
The screenwriter's efforts were obviously not enough to explain Van Gogh's shocking... -
Dell 2022-04-09 08:01:02
about those bright
I finally finished watching Van Gogh. I feel that Van Gogh is too intense. I am sincere, kind, irritable, upright, stubborn, and quiet. Except for
stupidity, every feature of his is so bright
Disregarding his own hopes, his hopes for life, family, friends, and love, so that he can burn himself
This...
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Hertha 2022-04-13 09:01:06
It doesn't seem to be a sad death, it is in broad daylight, the sun shrouds everything on the earth in pure gold-like brilliance. He poured all his enthusiasm into his works, like a reaper in the hot sun, silent, all his attention was on his harvest, and he enjoyed the noon time like a cicada. Lust for life, the passion for life never dies.
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Nedra 2022-04-12 09:01:10
Completely narrating the major events in Van Gogh's life in time, but there is no sense of running accounts. The OST and Van Gogh's bizarre life have helped a lot. The main thanks to the old Doug's acting skills are that the audience can't help but be attracted by him— - Pure passion, paranoia, madness, all performances are in place without conflicting pretentiousness. The warmth between brothers, the attention and understanding of passers-by, and the tangled love with Gauguin (I really think Van Gogh loved him) are all as sincere and strong as his paintings.
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Vincent Van Gogh: I have to, Theo. More of these attacks could leave me helpless, like a crab on its back, unable even to do away with myself.
Theo Van Gogh: Vincent, come live with us in Paris. You could have a reasonable life. You'll see that none of this ever happens again.
Vincent Van Gogh: How, Theo? Will you and Johanna take turns watching me? Make sure the symptoms aren't coming back? When your baby's born... I'm a danger to others. I'm a danger to myself. Believe me, I'll be better off in an asylum.
Theo Van Gogh: Vincent, please, you mustn't think like that.
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Vincent Van Gogh: I don't care to be respected! I'm trying to live like a *true* Christian. I'm not going to worry about how I sleep. Look at the fresh graves of the children in the cemetery. Scrub floors and pick coal with the women. Get those fine clothes dirty with the blood and sweat of dying miners. Then come here and lecture me about Christianity! Hypocrites. Hypocrites!
