Max is selfish and cunning, which is evident in the first act of chess.
When he arrived at the manor, he was in a state of rage, gradually recalling the past and uncle Henry, and then Christie's unexpected appearance, and of course, Fanny... The French atmosphere was slowly transforming his state of mind, allowing him to rediscover the details. Every little bit of beauty, re-determined to be true to life itself, just like uncle Henry--uncle Henry, the only person he ever loved, was the one who warmed his family and taught him how to deal with failure and how to seize the moment. When he resolutely decided to sell the manor for profit at first, the only thing he missed was the photo of Uncle Henry and his childhood. Not only did he lose the chance to tell him he loved him, but also lose the chance to get to know him for real.
Everywhere in the film reflects the friendship between the British and French people. But to put it bluntly, behind the mutual black-it's all love! Disgusting each other and sharing so many similarities that too many times they don't distinguish between you and me, that's true love.
Especially longing for that kind of free and comfortable life. The romance of the French is really not just a name. Ludivine is deeply intoxicated by the way the music dances while mopping the floor. It is enviable from the bottom of my heart - no matter the age or body shape, she can dance to the music. The self-confidence and elegance of her is really a demeanor immersed in her bones. On the other hand, the kind of boldness and authenticity that can scream and destroy scorpions is the most natural look of life itself.
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