fair lady

Clark 2022-04-23 07:02:04

The beginning of reality, the end of fairy tales.

At first I hated that flower girl. She's vulgar, low, like every nasty bottom person. But when she went to the professor to learn to speak, I changed my mind about her. She's just a joke to the professor, but she finds a way out of class and clings to it. She still behaved vulgarly, but I saw her self-esteem and self-love for herself.

When she came back from the banquet, watching the professor and friends touting each other and completely ignoring her, and the last person kneeling on the ground and lying on the sofa crying silently, at that moment I thought she was amazingly beautiful.

The vulgar woman who used to yell, eventually became a slender lady who didn't even want to cry. Even though she was dressed in brocade clothes, she was still a poor and lowly flower girl.

From that moment on I hated the professor. The professor made her a beautiful woman with a thought and a soul that made princes fall in love with her, but she still dared to keep telling her to be the little girl who was wasted in the world. It's cruel to give her a soul, then destroy her, the professor who uses Eliza as a puppet.

The story behind is even better. Eliza can no longer fit into her past life. The shameless father, thanks to the professor, became a rich man and married his lover who looked down on him.

I was happy to see Eliza leave with passion. It's not bad to marry the son-in-law who pursues her.

In the end, I never expected that Eliza would finally choose Professor. I got really pissed at the professor's line that belittles women, that self-righteous attitude, that arrogant arrogance. Even the professor's mother is a wise woman. Why does the professor discriminate against women so much and doesn't understand women at all?

Seeing the final dialogue between Eliza and the professor I really think the best ending is for Eliza to leave the professor and start a new life instead of being a caged bird again.

But there is no way, who made the director a man. Most men only speak from their own standpoint.

And the rhythm of the film is too slow, about two hours of a three-hour film is singing and dancing. I'm tired from watching songs and dances too much, and I feel like the movie has been extended indefinitely...

After searching My Fair Lady, I saw the profile of a straight man: The flower girl was transformed into a lady by a language professor.

This introduction made me cringe. The purpose of Eliza's relationship with the professor is to improve herself and live a better life by her own efforts. She is a positive and good girl. This profile makes it sound as if Eliza wanted to teach sugar daddy...

I think the best introduction should be: the story of a poor and mean woman who eventually grows into a thoughtful and independent woman.

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Extended Reading
  • Aubree 2022-04-24 07:01:06

    It's so hard to watch, Chick-flick can last for three hours, and there is still an intermission. The ancients have a lot of time... Without you and A Hymn to Him The lyrics are quite fun... Edited by Tyce The Get Me to the Church on Time on Broadway was originally sung by such a lousy old man, hey~

  • Violette 2022-03-27 09:01:06

    This film is a good explanation of what fine garbage is. The sophistication of the costumes and the director's mastery of rhythm are impeccable, but the core of the play is deeply repulsive. The professor's contempt for the poor and women would be acceptable if it were a realistic portrayal of the characters, but through almsgiving and game-like tameness to a poor girl, the girl even fell in love with him, and the director's take on class fusion is acceptable. It's naive to imagine.

My Fair Lady quotes

  • [last lines]

    Professor Henry Higgins: Eliza? Where the devil are my slippers?

  • Professor Henry Higgins: You might marry, you know. You see, Eliza, all men are not confirmed old bachelors like myself and the Colonel. Most men are the marrying sort, poor devils. And you're not bad-looking; you're really quite a pleasure to look at sometimes. Not now, of course, when you've been crying, you look like the very devil; but when you're all right, and quite yourself, you're what I would call... attractive.