When I was young, my outlook on life and values were not formed, and I always felt that the public's evaluation was correct. Jane Eyre is a person with a plain appearance but a strong heart, her inner feminist spirit, her sense of independence and equality, blablablah.... Her thoughts are what we should follow (totally).
When I watched this movie more than ten years later, I felt that there was always that lingering inferiority complex in her character. When Jane Eyre said "Do you think that because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, that I am souless and heartless?" When a person speculates on what others think of him, he is also showing low self-esteem. She felt that R must be soulless and heartless when she saw her, but she actually felt shame for her own poor, obscure, plain and little. Perhaps for most women in those days, her thinking was already a big improvement, but it wasn't so good that we all admire her today.
As for Jane's estate, I don't know, if she didn't inherit that inheritance, when Mr. River asked Jane to marry him, she would suddenly think of Rochester and still go back to find him.
The ending of the film is a little too rushed, especially for those who have read the novel, who were expecting a lot of trivial details to add to the icing on the cake, but suddenly found that it came to an abrupt end.
The scene of the film made me look forward to my future career and travel to Europe. The Rochester estate reminds me of the mansions on Lake Geneva when I went to Wisconsin to see the maple leaves last week, but more luxurious and more airy. The long history always endows European nobility, and after watching the free style of the United States for a long time, I will always want to change my appetite.
Since I just watched "Billy Elliot", I was super happy to see Mr. River played by Jamie Bell at the beginning of the film, but I don't understand why the British people at that time would like to shave their beards like that, like a monkey, or like him when they were young. Billy.
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