I believe this love exists

Carson 2022-04-19 09:02:44

I watched the 1970s film "The Night Porter" by Italian female director Liliana Cavni at noon. The legendary famous European controversial erotic film, but the sex scene in it will not be more than any Hollywood love film, so I thought it was an abridged version.
(Reminiscent of the domestic clean book "Jin Ping Mei", at every critical moment, there will be a "delete two hundred words here", leaving a string of ambiguous small squares, which makes people tickle. So my life ideal is One is to read the entire "Golden Vase" once, but unfortunately it has not been realized yet.)
But aside from this point, this movie is still very cool. It is about the love between a Nazi officer and a Jewish girl in a concentration camp. More than ten years later, the two met again in Vienna and gave their lives for this love.
Someone wrote a film review questioning that the relationship between the two is not love, but a perverted SM relationship. Whether it's SM or not, two people are willing to sacrifice their lives for it, that's enough.
And their relationship was questioned, only because one was a Nazi and the other was a Jew. The relationship between the two social groups is the murderer and the murdered. According to common sense, it is impossible for individuals in the two parties to have love. But, that's how love happened. I believe in the possibility of such love.
The cinematography and music are beautiful. Mozart's "The Magic Flute" runs through the entire film, unintentionally giving the film a poetic mood.
As perverted as the Nazis were, German officers were cool, from uniform to spirit. Watching too many WWII films makes me feel this way involuntarily.

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The Night Porter quotes

  • Max: My little girl - you, you remember my little girl, don't you? My little girl is waiting for me. Bye.

  • [first lines]

    Stumm: Good evening.

    Max: You're early.

    Stumm: I want to get off early tomorrow morning. Ah, here are the flowers, the newspaper and the cigarettes that the countess asked for.

    Max: [puts the flowers in a vase] Thank you.

    Stumm: Has she called down?

    Max: I don't know.

    Stumm: You're always sending only me out to buy things for her.

    Max: [annoyed] You get tipped, don't you?

    Stumm: [sarcastic; shrugs] Oh.