It is all about death and love

Nigel 2022-04-21 09:01:50

I cannot quite understand this movie, but what I feel about when seeing this movie is death and love. Love the ultimate impulse for living, and whit the help of death, people can acquire eternal peace. When you have no hope and tired of life , the only reason for living is for the satisfaction of your loved ones. And eventually, the death, or otherwise the requirement of peace and go back to where you from, will overcome the wildlings to comfort others because everyone live for their own, anyone else cannot understand whom really the person is, even the true lovers don't actually each other profoundly and truly. The sense of love forces you to commit your obligations to bring happiness to people you love. Why love cannot defeat the willing to die? Maybe the film want to tell us that it is because of hours.Time can enhance the loneness and grief while fading the color of life, which is mostly, consisting of love.

“Why does someone have to die?”
“Some one has to die in order that the rest of us value life more, it is contrast.”
“And who will die, tell me?”
“The poets will die, and the visionary .”
There is beautiful music in this movie which is perfectly coordinating to scenery and the development of story. The plots are so discrete that the stories of the 3 women are intertwined and therefore it is hard to distinguish the character of one woman out of the other 2. However, it is even not a bit chaos when one particular day of each of the three women is so mixed up with the others'. The reason is that the three women are so similar, melancholy, thoughtful, being loved and independent , though they lived in different periods of time.

It reminds me one thing: when I was preparing the AW, with the topic of history, I always wrote some cliché and never really mean anything. This movie informs me that the virtue of history can be demonstrated by exploring the similarity between contemporary people and ancient ones. They must have a lot of features in common, not generally, but specifically a certain group of people who have the similar thoughts and senses. If the history records every living in the world before us, I reckon that everyone at present could find his/her prototypical image in the past. Life is composed of basic elements such as genes are made of 5 basic DNAs. Different people have different composition of basic elements of life hence make the world so flexible that you always find people distinctive. If we find out the basic elements of life,such as the attitude toward things, the reaction to occasions, it may be a better approach to know people.

Stop now, I am gonna have supper.

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Extended Reading
  • Elza 2021-11-17 08:01:27

    Those years when there is no escape from self-corruption.

  • Anne 2021-11-17 08:01:27

    I don’t like these people who regard their imagination of life as their so-called destiny. Isn’t the life you choose now? Obviously you are escaping from life, and you are "face". If fate makes you die, then it is shit. Do you really worship this shit and die obediently? Cherish life and stay away from Woolf.

The Hours quotes

  • [first lines]

    Virginia Woolf: [Narrating the letter] Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel I can't go through another one of these terrible times and I shant recover this time. I begin to hear voices and can't concentrate. So, I am doing what seems to be the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I know that I am spoiling your life and without me you could work and you will, I know. You see I can't even write this properly. What I want to say is that I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. Everything is gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can't go on spoiling your life any longer. I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been. Virginia

  • Richard Brown: Like that morning, when you walked out of that old house and you were, you were eighteen, and maybe I was nineteen. I was nineteen years old, and I'd never seen anything so beautiful. You, coming out of a glass door in your early morning, still sleepy. Isn't it strange, the most ordinary morning in anybody's life? I'm afraid I can't make it to the party, Clarissa. You've been so good to me, Mrs. Dalloway, I love you. I don't think two people could have been happier than we've been.