Bright Star Comments

  • Gracie 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    The last verse and the music really touched...

  • Dejah 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    Love is so disorienting and overwhelming. Now that the three views have been destroyed, pure love is rare after 2000. Ben Whishaw is such a cat...

  • Ally 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    Why is there an orgasm! ! ! ! ! !...

  • Camron 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    You will continue to sing. And I will no longer...

  • Dejah 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    The young women are all fading, and the British male actors seem to have no successor. The ancients called stars as sluts, but Keats intended to be depressed, and his mouth was in her...

  • Delaney 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    Painful memories. ....

  • Johnnie 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    Oh Keats, it's your type, I almost didn't...

  • Kassandra 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    My love you are the bright...

  • Emery 2022-03-28 09:01:13

    The love of the British poet Keats, the heroine's last crying scene is...

  • Britney 2022-03-27 09:01:21

    Although the film is about the love of a poet, the film itself lacks...

Extended Reading
  • Jackson 2022-04-21 09:03:34

    I still don't know how to work out a poem

    "I still don't know how to work out a poem" "A poem needs understanding through the senses. The point of diving in a lake, is not immediately to swim to the shore, but be in the lake, to luxuriate in the sensation of water, you do not work the lake out. It is an experience beyond thought. Poetry...

  • Katlynn 2022-04-21 09:03:34

    Bright Star- Jane Campion

    Campion utilises John Keats' poetry as a stimulus for the reimagining of Keats' and Fanny's romance through Fanny's perspective. Campion effectively reimagined aspects of Keats' Romanticism values ​​and ideas through this medium to engage the audience and resonate with contemporary beliefs of love...

Bright Star quotes

  • John Keats: [voice-over while Fanny reads his letter] Will you confess this in a letter? You must write immediately and do all you can to console me in it. Make it rich as draught of poppies to intoxicate me. Write the softest words and kiss them that I may at least touch my lips where yours have been.

  • John Keats: Touch has a memory.

    Fanny Brawne: I know it.