I know I'm not like other women, I can't have a husband, a daughter, and a family like them.
Sometimes I sympathize with them, I have a freedom they absolutely cannot understand, and insults and reproaches don't move me a hair.
I took myself out of the norm, I was nothing, I was hardly a person anymore, I was just a prostitute for a French lieutenant.
In the Victorian era where the hierarchy was strict and women were imprisoned everywhere, the unbearable Sarah paid a terrible price for her freedom and silent resistance. She painted herself in the mirror, and her frantic brushstrokes were the waves that she couldn't control and was about to burst.
It was her uncompromising determination that attracted the Smithsonian, Sarah seemed like an avatar, and pursuing her seemed to resist the suffocating Victorian era.
If it weren't for Sarah, Smithson would have always been his gentleman, married the daughter of a wealthy businessman, and lived a respectable high life.
However, ever since the moment he saw Sarah on the seawall, Smithson has been fatally caught up in her fascinated eyes, unable to extricate himself. All kinds of rumors about Sarah attract Smithson like a magnet, arousing his desire to get closer. But this kind of passionate love, true mutual affection, is not allowed by society, and Smithson is already married. Finally, the two inevitably crossed the final red line. I liked that scene so much, I watched it no less than ten times, just for the shuddering passion. I thought I'd never see you again, Sarah stared at the Smithson and couldn't help crying. The falling coals, the clasped fingers, and the anxious waiting all swarmed in in just a few minutes. Sarah's scream, although she is afraid, but because of her deep love, she can dedicate herself to each other unreservedly, which is really moving!
At this time, Sarah confessed that she did not commit herself to the French lieutenant, because that statement would allow herself to escape the regulation of society, so she accepted the shame that did not exist.
Sarah pursues freedom. At this moment, she has Smithson's love, but she is still trapped in the deep pool of inferiority and jealousy, unable to find herself. So Sarah chose to leave.
Three years later, when Smithson finally saw Sarah, he was furious and asked some of his lovers why they didn't say goodbye.
Freedom, you actually destroyed my life for the so-called freedom, abandoned me in the desert, and endured alone?
With a hard fall, Sarah seemed to be stunned. Smithson hurried forward to support her. Deep down, the man still loved Sarah deeply.
I asked you to come to get your forgiveness.
You used to love wo, if you still love me.
Then, I must... forgive you.
They finally embraced each other, boated on the lake, and embraced a new life. Gentle tunes herald a beautiful love.
In contrast, Anna and Jack, who play Sarah and Smithson, are inseparable because of the drama. Living in the 20th century, they have freedoms that people in the Victorian era could not imagine, but Anna did not give up her family, broke the so-called shackles, and lived with Jack.
The seemingly impossible becomes a reality, and the seemingly possible fails. Sarah got freedom and true love, but Anna chose family and refused the freedom she could get. What exactly led to such a contrasting outcome?
The play within the play is a contrast and a clever metaphor. Every age has its limitations, and we all live in our own traps, chasing freedom that can never be obtained.
I like this story and want to read it. I love Sarah the most. This woman who stands on the waves and yearns for freedom has gone through hardships and finally found her talent and won true love.
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