The plot is very compact, and it makes people puzzled and fascinated step by step. The costumes and actors are all very eye-catching. It would be better if it was in color. Black and white leaves a lot of room for fantasy.

Chet 2022-04-22 07:01:08

It's pretty interesting. In fact, it is not complicated, but step by step, it makes people want to stop. The heroine is very beautiful, a little white rabbit, and the ending is good, I am very satisfied. The scenery inside is also very beautiful, and the clothes are also very beautiful. Although it is black and white, it is conceivable. A very refined movie. The old movies were really good. You can watch it a second time, just to take a look at the exquisite costumes, interior furnishings and seaside scenery without the plot.

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  • Jaime 2022-03-20 09:01:34

    The gloomy and depressing Manderley Manor, the desolate buildings, and the ghostly haunted housekeeper in the film have all become classic scenes in film history.

  • Wayne 2021-11-12 08:01:24

    It turns out that everything is like that...

Rebecca quotes

  • Mrs. de Winter: [opening voice-over] Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again. It seemed to me I stood by the iron gate leading to the drive, and for a while I could not enter, for the way was barred to me. Then, like all dreamers, I was possessed of a sudden with supernatural powers and passed like a spirit through the barrier before me. The drive wound away in front of me, twisting and turning as it had always done. But as I advanced, I was aware that a change had come upon it. Nature had come into her own again, and little by little had encroached upon the drive with long, tenacious fingers. On and on wound the poor thread that had once been our drive, and finally there was Manderley. Manderley - secretive and silent. Time could not mar the perfect symmetry of those walls. Moonlight can play odd tricks upon the fancy, and suddenly it seemed to me that light came from the windows. And then a cloud came upon the moon and hovered an instant like a dark hand before a face. The illusion went with it. I looked upon a desolate shell with no whisper of the past about its staring walls. We can never go back to Manderley again. That much is certain. But sometimes, in my dreams I do go back to the strange days of my life, which began for me in the South of France.

  • Maxim de Winter: You despise me, don't you?