He was 20 years old that year. He was a tall, straight and handsome non-commissioned officer. At that time, he was sunny and cheerful and had endless jokes. On the train to the Moscow non-commissioned officer school, he met her. Silly.
Among the non-commissioned officers on the train that day, he was the luckiest and the bravest. He was not frightened by her bravado, but sat in her carriage to chat and laugh boldly—she, she is really a Charming American woman, she pours him champagne and they sing along while drinking. His cadet friends were drooling with envy outside the car, which made him happy.
When he saw her again, he was lying on the ground waxing the ballroom of the non-commissioned officer school. She followed the headmaster, General Radloff, and walked in, still enchanting and enthusiastic. In the photo with his mother, he stood at attention and saluted, excited and nervous, with the kind laughter of his friends behind him.
On the day of the ball, their military uniforms were straight and their leather shoes were shiny. They came to the ballroom and danced with the ladies. She came at the invitation of the general, and smiled from time to time. On the way back, a non-commissioned officer specifically mentioned her, joking about a birthmark under her arm. For love and her reputation, he proposes a duel.
On the days when he was recovering, she suddenly came to his ward and brought him food and comfort. His bravery also won three kisses from the beauty, and he was ecstatic with a smirk.
He knew that she was always around the general, and he knew that the general had a good impression of her, but the general took him to her house, carefully took out a photo of his parents, and took out a love letter for him to read aloud , this dumb and stupid old man sat at the piano with a romantic face and started to play - what an old fool who is crazy about love!
He was jealous, and once again his frank and brave nature prevailed. He did not hesitate to throw away the general's letterhead, stood up straight, and began to confess from the first encounter on the train.... He knew I shouldn't have offended the general like that, but love doesn't give him reason. In the general's increasingly ugly face, he bowed and left.
She did not expect that she would come to his home to have a secret meeting with him, she said: "I never thought that in my life there would be a person who loves me like this". That's when she really fell in love with him! He was so nervous that he almost fainted, she ran over and hugged his head, their bodies were hot and lingering together, he didn't know that his maid, his future wife, overheard everything, and he never thought about it for love. In just a moment, he will pay the toil of a lifetime.
The next day, during the sergeant's annual theatrical performance, he overheard her words to please the general. She told the general that he was a child, and that she was just joking. He dashed into the torrential downpour, with rain and tears streaming down his pale face, and the pain in his eyes was heartbreaking. He shivered, he felt insulted, he felt like a fool. When he returned to the stage, he only wanted to defend his dignity and love. With only anger and jealousy in his chest, he picked up the violin and bow, jumped off the stage, and slammed into the general.
He was a brave and fearless soldier, a brave defender of love and dignity, but this time he went too far. He was charged with intent to murder the Grand Duke of Moscow for flogging the general, and he was quickly convicted. In the sound of the whistle of the train leaving the station, he saw her standing in the distance and weeping in the crowd. He heard the non-commissioned officers and students crying and singing military songs to see him off. Now, his love, his luck.
Is it worth it, for love? He can't find the answer, maybe there is no value or not, only love and not love, that's all.
During his ten years in Siberia, he has become a vicissitudes of life forest guard, no bright military uniform, no cheers from friends, no bright future, no one knows whether he regrets it, his eyes are half-blind, less than Thirty years old looks like fifty years old. Fortunately, the maid who loves him has been following him and taking care of him, and they become a family with three young children.
He heard that Robert, the American inventor, had made a new type of logging machine. He suddenly remembered her. He remembered that she had been lobbying the general to let the Grand Duke of Moscow invest money for this kind of logging machine. It seemed that she was very charming. She really made it happen. Did she love him? Or was she a by-product of showing off her beauty to gain the general's trust? He smiled wryly. His memory about her had long since been broken, and he was no longer that arrogant young man. I don't know what kind of demon I was in that year: a coquettish foreign woman, a little widow who was always merciful, because of her, she was angry at the crown, but her future was bleak and worthless. What the fuck is love, what pride, what dignity, what jealousy, where has the love gone now that he's sober?
What he didn't know was that after he was exiled, she actually fell in love with him, a fool. She tried her best to go to Siberia, but she couldn't get a pass. In the end, she did not hesitate to marry the elderly inventor Robert, and finally she waited for this day and came to Siberia with Robert's logging machine "Siberian Barber".
She spent ten years approaching a person who had loved her deeply and was deeply hurt by her.
When she drove a carriage to the village where he lived alone, when she walked into his house with joy and fear, she saw the baby carriage and the family photo on the table, and the tea on the table was still bubbling Hot air, his wife hid behind the door, holding a child shivering in one hand, and holding a scythe in the other, ready to fight back.
They stood across the storeroom door for a long time, and no one moved. What should they do? Her hands trembled slightly, he was no longer the sunny non-commissioned officer, he had his own life, a wife who took care of him, and a child who needed his care... Ten years of missing, ten years The last thing she saw was a family. She retreated in a hurry and jumped into her carriage to leave alone. She loved, she came, but said nothing.
That day, he suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing by in a carriage on the endless grass field, and he thought he was dazzled. He didn't move, just lit a cigarette and took a few mouthfuls silently. At this time, he had no strength to compete with fate, like a reed blown down by the strong wind, he endured and obediently buried his memory.
What he really didn't know was that he and she actually had a child, a stubborn and sunny boy. In the military camp on the seaside shining with silver light, his child thrived just like the non-commissioned officers of the year... . That's who he was yesterday, that's who he used to be, that's the smartest stroke left by his love with her.
"The Barber of Siberia" is a romance film produced by the Russian 3T Film Production Company, which was released in Russia on February 20, 1999. There are many passages depicting Russian style in the film: the lively crowds in traditional festivals, the boldness of drinking vodka, the group fights in the ice and snow, and the religious forgiveness day; And arrogant, these are portraits of the old Russian Empire, containing regret and nostalgia for the past glory.
In "The Barber of Siberia" about a lost Russian empire, Andrei and his cadet friends represent an idealistic Russian sentiment. For ideals, for truth, for justice, and for love, you can lift up the whip and whip all the dignitaries. People say that the spirit of Russia is not in Petersburg, but one-third of his spirit is in Moscow, one-third in Central Asia, and one-third in Siberia. From the Decembrists to Dostoevsky, from Chernyshevsky to Lenin, and countless others who spent the best years of their lives in Siberia, they are the soul and conscience of Russia. Andrei's exile is somewhat a tribute to Russia's great holy land. When the maid willingly went to Siberia to have children for him in order to follow Andrei, this is the suffering and dedication of the Russian nation, and it brings warm poetry to life in the vast, bitter and cold Siberia.
Love is essentially about the eyes and the heart, not the mind. Shakespeare once said in "The Merchant of Venice" that "love is blind, and lovers cannot see", mocking those lovers who are willing to be fools in love. If someone says that they have never been foolish in love again, then it can only be said that they must have never really fallen in love. The reason why love is an eternal topic of human beings may be because the subject and object of love are always people, and both love and being loved are the projections of our souls on each other. All kinds of silly things, whether it's worth it or not, just love it or not.
When you think back to your youth, you once held your chin up and didn’t know how to leave room, and you thought of the pure love that was willful and reckless without looking at the object... You may laugh at how stupid you were at that time, but that kind of self Really loving and really young.
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