After watching "Crime and Punishment", I fell into a long loss. The existence of Raskolnikov is too scary. How many visionaries in the world have Shakespeare, Goethe, and Edgar Allan Poe in their heads? How many Raskolnikovs are there.
Being sentenced to lifelong loneliness by desire, neither man nor woman is spared.
Suddenly I think of Huppert in Woody Allen's movie. She reported that her husband who was corrupt and derailed gave him the right to have intimate contact with the prison. She also defected to her sister, became neurotic, poor, and lost her way. I remember someone once said, why should she do it! She can ask for divorce, take money, etc. After all, women's vanity and self-deception are practical qualities. A very obvious male perspective is to ignore the driving force of emotions and desires, and only from the perspective of utilitarian gains and losses Weighing the gains and losses, I think that Woody Allen's patience is really enough, a lot of dialogue and inner desire struggle to dodge these basic elements of human nature, in the eyes of those who try to dominate the plot from a personal perspective. madness.
Vivien Leigh is a widow who reads Edgar Allan Poe, teaches English, and teaches drama. Her nervousness, sensitivity, vulnerability, and vanity must give way to earn a living, because no one will be tolerant of such a widow, and people's sympathy will be because of Happiness, wealth and status are very different. Those who do not have the advantage will be swallowed by crit and chaos if they are not careful. People who have read more or less Woody Allen and Dostoevsky have become accustomed to reading, recognizing reality, becoming uneasy and worrying, and all these similar characters appear frequently because they are connected to reality. The way is different from contemporary, and the problem remains, it just wears new clothes.
Then I thought again, whether it would be better for Blanche to go to a sanatorium, that is the real way back for a poet who reads.
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