Perfect scenery

Vallie 2022-01-07 15:53:09

George's old father speaks loudly and capriciously, continuing the characteristics of his profession as a journalist. He is enthusiastic and sincere. He is willing to give to others what he doesn't want without reporting. When he learned that George had caused chaos in Lucy's family, he said it was all my fault.
"I taught George to believe in love..." He didn't feel sorry at all when he said this. Even if it caused the chaos, Mr. Emerson was very proud of his teaching.

When Lucy deceived her mother Mary, her brother Fred, her aunt Charlotte, her fiance Cecil, and herself, she could not deceive the old man. In the face of sincerity, all the disguise required by the etiquette society was easily torn off, and Lucy cried.

George of Julian Sands has a kind of wit, the kind of wit that is both artistically nurtured and rooted in nature, able to behave gracefully in society, and at the same time imply a free temperament in the wild.
Lucy is also such a girl, usually demure, but when she plays Beethoven, she reveals her nature. However, in the social atmosphere of the time, Lucy was able to turn around in front of the true feelings, hold hands with pretentious people like Cencil, and lie to the people around her. This was her weakness, as well as the weakness of British society and culture at that time.

These two people who are connected in essence but have a gap are destined to have a story from the beginning. From the time when George and his son decided to give up a room with a view, it heralded the end of the story.
The story is slow and slow, but it moves forward steadily. Sometimes it makes you confused, makes you wait anxious, but unexpectedly surprises. This is a story that requires patience.
Such stories have their own unique charm, especially about love. Storms and rains, life and death are stories, but not love. In the rapid change, you can indeed see the light of love, but love, or all feelings, especially belongs to the little bit of every day. This is the meaning of long water.

The room and the scenery are originally two opposite concepts. The room itself is the restriction on the scenery, and the scenery is naturally free and uninhibited. It's like feelings between people. It is an independent individual, but it needs to be intimate, how difficult it is.
This requires wisdom and courage. Wisdom allows you to grasp the distance between the room and the scenery, and courage allows you not to deceive yourself and the other person.

George once lay in the garden of Lucy's house and said, "There is only one view that is perfect-that is the sky above our heads."

Of course, the sky above the lovers is perfect and one point is added.

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  • Pearline 2022-01-07 15:53:09

    It’s a rare story about British heterosexuality, but in the middle part, everyone has changed again. Speaking of movies, it’s really worth watching. At that time Judy Dench and Maggie Smith were so young, Helena Bonham Carter at that time was so classical, and Daniel Day-Lewis at that time was so ugly. , The unique classical temperament of the British makes "The Room with a View" romantic, majestic and elegant. Four stars.

  • Consuelo 2022-03-28 09:01:07

    I stubbornly avoided you, and I only met you now. It was too late to meet, but I was absolutely in love with Florence, Italy, where the soul of all things has romantic feelings, and such a young Helena.

A Room with a View quotes

  • [last lines]

    George Emerson: Kiss me, dear. Again.

    Lucy Honeychurch: I'm reading.

    George Emerson: What are you reading?

    Lucy Honeychurch: It's from Freddy.

    George Emerson: What does he say?

    Lucy Honeychurch: Silly boy. He thinks he's being dignified. I mean, everybody knew we were going away in the spring.

  • [Cecil reads off Eleanor Lavish's Novel]

    Cecil Vyse: A far off the towers of Florence and she wandered as though in a dream through the wavering golden sea of barley touched with crimson stains of poppies. All unobserved he came to her. Isn't it immortal? There came from his lips no wordy protestations such as formal lovers use, no eloquence was his, nor did he suffer from the lack of it. He simply unfolded her in his manly arms