There are people who like it but can only be friends

Rahsaan 2022-04-20 09:01:37

China is going to remake this movie, so I went to see it first
. I thought it would be a good movie.
I thought it was an emotional story between best
friends .
I like him because of his arrogance and pride,
never face up to face and admit that
she wants to destroy them I thought she would succeed just like I might not love
Li Daren and Cheng Youqing in you,
like many plots in novels, he also realizes In fact, he likes her
. They are just friends. They have been maintaining invisible love.
But I was wrong again.
After she told the truth, he still didn't stand up to accept him
because he knew who he wanted to marry in the
end . She bravely made up for the wrong she did to separate them. The
movie ends with her showing up at the church as a bridesmaid.
As she slowly walks by, he looks at her. The pure friendship between men and women has
been cultivated in the form of a positive result. Now I feel that I may not be able to understand it because everything will eventually fail to pass the time. Only those around me are the most precious, because at least those memories that were once considered the most important are still being experienced together. Friendship and love, those who wear friendship masks will be separated by reality and time.




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  • Pierce 2022-03-27 09:01:05

    He just flew in for a few hours to, fuck me. - Oh, takes a few hours.

  • Lola 2021-11-15 08:01:27

    It’s so beautiful to be two handsome all the time, De Monte Moroni is really sexy!

My Best Friend's Wedding quotes

  • George Downes: It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy.

  • George Downes: The misery, the exquisite tragedy. The Susan Hayward of it all. I can just picture you there, sitting alone at your table in your lavender gown.

    Julianne Potter: Did I tell you my gown was lavender?

    George Downes: Hair swept up. Haven't touched your cake. Probably drumming your fingernails on the white linen tablecloth, the way you do when you're really feeling down. Perhaps looking at those nails thinking: 'God, I should have stopped in all my evil plotting to have that manicure, but it's too late now.

    Julianne Potter: George, I didn't tell you my dress was lavender.

    George Downes: Suddenly, a familiar song. And, you're off your chair in one, exquisite movement... wondering, searching, sniffing the wind like a dapple deer. Has God heard your little prayer? Will Cinderella dance again? And then, suddenly, the crowds part and there he is: sleek, stylish... radiant with charisma. Bizarrely, he's on the telephone. But then, so are you. And then he comes towards you... the moves of a jungle cat. Although you quite correctly sense that he is... gay... like most devastatingly handsome single men of his age are, you think... what the hell. Life goes on. Maybe there won't be marriage... maybe there won't be sex... but, by God, there'll be dancing.