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Michele 2022-04-23 07:03:42
about love
The world is so strange. Love makes the little girl in Howl's Moving Castle return to her youthful soul and experience the beauty of falling in love with a person; the same love makes a teenage French girl grow old instantly, she said that she will grow old at the age of eighteen . Perhaps, this is...
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Horacio 2022-04-21 09:03:02
If I hadn't met you, I'd be a prostitute by the Mekong
It took a few days to finish watching Tony Leung Ka Fai's movie and the original book "The Lover", and write down my thoughts.
Friendly reminder contains spoilers. "The Lover" is adapted from the semi-autobiographical novel "The Lover" by the well-known French writer Margaret Duras. The film was...
Lisa Faulkner
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Hilma 2022-03-19 09:01:07
1. It turns out that admitting to money hurts white people's self-esteem more than admitting to love. Being arrogant because of race, too sad. 2. She doesn't deserve the weight of that ring. The most precious must be given to the one with the most discerning eye and heart; to be understood and cherished is the home. 3. If you are in love again and again, sometimes there is no future. Only when you lose your consciousness, you have no meaning other than remembrance. 4. Leung Ka Fai's interpretation is very delicate and sexy.
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Deja 2022-03-23 09:02:50
The heroine is flawlessly beautiful, the plot is depressing and educational, and girls should watch it.
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[last lines]
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."
