This film is definitely not the "Vatican version of House of Cards" as the propaganda calls it. This generalization is too low for this film. When I first watched it, I was really confused about what kind of pope the director wanted to create and what kind of story he wanted to tell. The Pope appears to be manipulative and ultra-conservative, at odds with liberalism everywhere. When I saw the seventh episode, I took a look, and it was not until the second brush that I could taste the taste of the previous episodes.
Not to mention the movement of mirrors, light and shadow like the frescoes left by the masters of the Renaissance in the Vatican, and the right music, Jude Law's unique interpretation of this character from appearance, posture and tone.
The Pope's white shirt is shrouded in a halo in the sun, and that light is the final impression I have of this film. Holy and warm.
When I think about the reasons I love this film, in addition to Qiu Hua's beauty and the beauty of the picture, it boils down to the fact that this film did not become a House of Cards or a Game of Thrones in the end.
Lenny finally restrained his heart and restrained his injustice and injustice to the world. His maturity is not the desolation of those who have no choice but to abandon black and white right and wrong and enter the gray complex world, but move towards purity, towards purity.
He emerged from the face of a Game of Thrones and ended as a saint. He ended up in the form of a loving saint when he abandoned those grudges about his parents.
Because of his purity, the Holy See had nothing to do with him. When he restrained his thorns, the Holy See embraced him and took care of him in its hands.
I love stories like this from the cloud and the haze to the light.
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