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Dock 2022-01-13 08:02:05
French romantic classic
The film "Lover", adapted from the autobiographical novel of French writer Marguerite Duras, tells a bleak and moving love story between a French girl and a Chinese girl in Saigon.
This movie, which became a sensation because of the bold and passionate drama between Leung Ka Fai and the teenage... -
Gloria 2022-04-19 09:02:38
A colonial perspective
I watched the movie "Lover" two days ago. It has been five or six years since I read "The Lover", and when I read it again, I am surprised that it is such a colonial text. The paradox is that in the past ten years, the Chinese-speaking world has been propaganda for this book, but it has not seen...
Lisa Faulkner
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Constantin 2022-03-15 09:01:05
Sometimes I almost have to thank Duras for burying those things in my heart for too long. I didn't write them until I was 70 years old. Time gave them a peculiar and charming texture, ghostly and enchanting, so that the viewer could not escape.
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Lemuel 2022-03-20 09:02:26
First of all, to give Leung Ka Fai's body a compliment when he was young, it was bloody. Secondly, I like the words and deeds of the heroine in it, neither humble nor overbearing, gentle and elegant, which is worth learning from and imitating. In addition, it is said that Duras initially matched Agatha, but it was a pity that he did not match his age. I like the fast-edited close-ups in a few clips, the lighting is in place, and the emotions are in place. It is a movie that makes people watch very emotional.
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Narrator: Years after the war, after the marriages, the children, the divorces, the books, he had come to Paris with his wife. He had phoned her. He was intimidated; his voice trembled, and with the trembling it had found the accent of China again. He knew she'd begun writing books. He had also heard about the younger brother's death. He had been sad for her. And then he had no more to tell her. And then he told her - he had told her that it was as before, that he still loved her, that he would never stop loving her, that he would love her until his death.
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Narrator: "Now and then I go back to the house in Sadek. To the horror of the house in Sadek. It's an unbearable place. It's close to death. A place of violence of pain of despair, of dishonour... But it's in this family's dryness in it's incredible harshness that I am the most deeply assured in myself. In the deepest of my essential certainties, all common history of ruin and shame, of love and hate is in my flesh."
