The Last Station--Everything I Know is Because of Love

Rosemary 2022-08-09 09:52:38

Everything that I know,I know only because I loveLeo Tolstoy's War and Peace. Putaside the division of marital property and the freedom and equality movement, in the classical background music of "The Last Station," I just want to talk about Tolstoy and Sophia. Because, as the black and white subtitles at the beginning of the film said, Tolstoy said in "War and Peace": All I know is because of love.She crept quietly into his bed early in the morning. No matter how sleepy he was, she just pulled his arm around her, like a little girl in love, needing to be pampered and hugged from time to time.They quarreled, but no one knew how to put on a piece of elegant music to instantly cheer him up more than she, so he embraced her in front of everyone.

They make love, as they did when they were young, decades ago. He calls her little and she calls him big, chanting with animal excitement. But each other's already withered faces, pale hair, and shocking nicks of time make people suddenly feel helpless.She proudly stated that her manuscripts were transcribed five times by herself, and only she could understand them. Her mind was filled with sweet memories of the past years, and her eyes became as innocent as those of the girls back then. Yes, true lovers don't look at each other all the time but at their dreams together. But she cried again, because he had a new pursuit—freedom and equality—in order to no longer need her company as he did when he was writing a novel. He stubbornly removed the group photo on the wall and installed a portrait of him alone, implying his independence and lonely soul.

But in the end, he completely betrayed her for his own ideals and then in the false name of all mankind. After learning that he had signed up to give up property to advocate equality, she fainted hysterically. He stayed beside her bed, as decades ago. He wrote YY as a clue on her hand, and she easily guessed the whole sentence what he had said, as if she could read what he thought : your youth and your desire for happiness cruelly remind me of my age and the impossibility of happiness for me. At that moment, he said, we all knew we would be together forever. In the first few years, we were unexpectedly very happy, but now... In the end, he chose to run away from home. She chased him to a small station, but could only wait outside.

After all, he wants to see him. He is no longer the perfect idol created by his followers but also has his own selfish desires.Think of Nojima Nojima's "Poems at the End of the Century":There are many sorrows in love, and there are many scars in love.These are called "hate," right?When you like someone, you actually embrace a lot of things. When you love someone alone, you also embrace a lot of forgiveness. There is no pure love.The person you love has done something wrong to you and broken your heart. You forgive him because you know he loves you. However, every time you quarrel, you think about how he used to treat you. Maybe it will never be forgotten.In this case, why not separate?

Then, you find that every love will inevitably have scars. Showing scars is painful. Forget the scars to be reborn. If you think that love can't tolerate a little flaw, then you probably won't find love in your life.Love contains many sorrows and wounds, but also complaints, envy, and contempt. Every day, we learn how to forget all of this. Why do it? Life is short. Since we have chosen each other, we are going to pursue happiness together. Those scars just make us cherish the moments of laughter more.

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The Last Station quotes

  • Sofya Tolstaya: Oh, Leovochka, why do you insist on dressing like that?

    Leo Tolstoy: What do you mean, like what?

    Sofya Tolstaya: Like a man who looks after the sheep!

    Leo Tolstoy: It wasn't meant to offend you.

    Sofya Tolstaya: You're a count, for God's sake!

  • Leo Tolstoy: Despite good cause for it, I have never stopped loving you.

    Sofya Tolstaya: Of course.

    Leo Tolstoy: But God knows you don't make it easy!

    Sofya Tolstaya: Why should it be easy? I am the work of your life, you are the work of mine. That's what love is!